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At the debut of season two of this would-be bon mot to a life well lived, we find our hero, Jerry Seinfeld, still fascinated by gas-guzzling European cars and in continual search for fellow comics to share a cup of joe. As Jerry-Jerry Dingleberry (“Seinfeld,” Season 4, Episode 20) takes the often-funny, often-annoying Sarah Silverman for ride in a 1969 Jaguar and then an awkward breaking of bread and caffeine (the caffeine is left semi-intact) we learn two things: Seinfeld is a lousy interviewer and he is rather clumsy around women. But we knew that already.
Season one is one of those meals you think you enjoyed but are never quite sure. The only sure solution for such mixed emotions of the palate is to return again and again to sample. Although dubious at the concept from the get-go, I find the show to be only as funny as the guest being taken for a ride. “CICGC” works best when the key cog of ’90s Fab Four is greyed out of the picture. Case in point, the brilliant episodes starring Bob Einstein (aka Marty Funkhauser, Super Dave, Albert Brooks’ real-life brother) and the duo of Carl Reiner and Mel Brooks. The Reiner-Brooks episode, the longest of them all at 17 minutes, seven seconds, leaves Jerry sitting off to the side nibbling on his deli meal while the comic geniuses basically riff about “Blazing Saddles,” “The Dick Van Dyke Show,” and “Get Smart.” Carl Reiner’s drive-off joke alone is worth the price of admission.
The episodes featuring Barry Marder (check Wikipedia) and Joel Hodgson, the brilliant creator of “MST3K,” are the reason fast-forward was invented. Worse yet, for both of these short-but-painful segments, we have to endure a ride to North Joisey diners before we get to the coffee part of the shindig. Hey hon, that’s just cruel and unusual comedy. And can’t we leave poor Michael Richards alone? Having Kessler — make that Kramer — relive his 2006 L.A. comedy club breakdown is just in poor taste.
As season two unfolds, we can still look forward to Jerry sharing a cup with David Letterman, Chris Rock, and Don Rickles. Let’s see how Seinfeld likes being called a hockey puck.
Confused as to my take? As a huge “Seinfeld” fan and devotee of the show’s inane granularity, I wanted to love “CICGC” but I don’t. It boils down to one question: Is the show sponge-worthy? I give it a weak passing grade solely based on the few gems. Be sure to locate the pause button.
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