No show survives a network change.
Especially not one that was, frankly, on life support in its third season anyway. Yes folks, Thank God You're Here's 4th season has begun woefully.

The guests are not the problem. Cal Wilson, in particular, demonstrated a high level of wit - It's always been her habit to fire with her first thought no matter how silly, so when she's good she's brilliantly off the wall. And tonight she was good.

No, the issue is with the show itself. Simply put, what had been so fresh and smart in its first season is now down to formula. Remember scenes with Alan Brough (as an example) beautifully hijacking scenes so that instead of a straight war scene, we got a bizarre commander coming out to his men, declaring with finality, "And so, for my love of Gilbert & Sullivan, you must all die."? You won't get that this time around.

Hell, remember Fifi Box blowing her scenes, every last one of them? (And she had many.) Some were entertaining train wrecks. Others were just plain awful. Again, you won't get that this time around.

No. The laughter is clearly canned, and the "audience" will ergo laugh at everything. It's so heavily edited that they can cut to get the funniest lines only from even the most uneven performer. And perhaps to sustain that second trick, the scripts have become rigid: TWICE they asked an actor for his character's name, and promptly corrected him. Why? It's not clear at all.

The problem is that the show's central appeal always used to lay with a simple premise: You never know what you'll get. You may get a truly brilliant performance. You could get a dreadful one. You might get inspired hijacking of a scene.

These days? You can always know what you'll get. Each and every time.