We might as well hand over our entire Television category to Intern Molly, since she's just about the only person who can actually stomach this fall's offerings without pressing her morphine drip button (comes with the job) more than twice per minute.

But we refilled her drip just in time for last night's premiere of David Spade's The Showbiz Show, Comedy Central's attempt to port the success of The Daily Show to the entertainment industry.

In the end, Intern Molly finds some entertaining bits, but that's probably because, well, it is the entertainment industry.

Interestingly enough, the funniest thing about The Showbiz Show is David Spade himself, whose movie career in the past few years has been a little more Joe Dirt than Tommy Boy. Dry humor is what he does best, and somehow he has managed to work his slightly creepy nature to his advantage. The fact that if he wasn’t a famous or rich comedian he would almost certainly be molesting 12-year-old girls adds a pleasantly lecherous aspect to his bits.

Her full review after the jump.

Interestingly enough, the funniest thing about The Showbiz Show is David Spade himself, whose movie career in the past few years has been a little more Joe Dirt than Tommy Boy. Dry humor is what he does best, and somehow he has managed to work his slightly creepy nature to his advantage. The fact that if he wasn’t a famous or rich comedian he would almost certainly be molesting 12-year-old girls adds a pleasantly lecherous aspect to his bits.

There is, however, always going to be something slightly uncomfortable with a television show about the entertainment industry hosted by someone who has never quite made it to the A-List. The Showbiz Show, touted as a mix between The Daily Show and SNL’s "Weekend Update," gets in a few good laughs, unfortunately interrupted by what can only be described as astoundingly unfunny segments.

The show begins with Spade mocking a clip from ET's The Insider that called footage of John Travolta and Kelly Preston in Baton Rouge one of the "most compelling moments ever on television." This, before the opening credits even, sets the show off on the right foot.

he first section sounds, feels, and looks like "Weekend Update." There are some funny bits (like the fake trailer for The Man), some moderately funny bits (like Paris Hilton not understanding the concept of the printing press) and some ones that fall flat (like a joke about what Britney Spears is going to name her child that loses its edge when she already has).

This Britney joke is particularly awkward when, in the next segment, there is a whole scene about going to the hospital to see Britney after she has given birth (the kid’s already smoking, because they’re white trash, hilarious!), which left me wondering how long ago they taped the first part.

Spade's two correspondents, Brian Posehn and Scott Adsit, are so painful to watch it just about ruins the whole experience. Seriously, how many times in your life do you want to hear Brian Posehn talk about masturbating? Try at least three references within a minute.

Yeah, it’s that bad.

Rob Lowe’s “What You Should Know” interludes (i.e. Freedom of speech is great because it lets you “call that bitch at work the c word”) are pretty good, but not something I can see being funny over and over again.

The show ends with a moderately funny segment about the release party for the video game "187: Ride or Die" in which Spade is (of course!) scared of minorities, and the one white kid at the party loves video games more than the hot girl sitting next to him. Cheap laughs, but laughs none the less.

In the end, despite the shows truly horrible graphics and sound effects, unexciting and slightly belated celebrity news and crappy alternate characters, there are decently funny moments.

I flipped on the show skeptical about David Spade as host but wound up thinking he could be what keeps this experiment afloat. If The Showbiz Show works out its kinks there is potential for something funny, but I wouldn’t count on a classic. Grade: B (since I’ve just decided to start grading things).