Friz Freleng's 'Bad Old Putty Tat' was only the third pairing of Tweety and Sylvester but already this set-up was beginning to grate. An uninspired chase around a nondescript, dingy garden, 'Bad Old Putty Tat' was an early indicator of how repetitive and unfunny this series would be. After an inventive opening shot which suggests a joke has happened off screen before the cartoon even began, 'Bad Old Putty Tat' quickly descends into the same tired old gags. Tweety, once such a brilliant character in the trio of Bob Clampett films in which he debuted, has become infuriatingly cutesy and unfunny while the usually brilliant Sylvester is here, as in so many Sylvester and Tweety cartoons, reduced to a mute dupe, a role that could be played by any other generic cat character. The only sequence during which 'Bad Old Putty Tat' feels like it might come to life is a scene in which Tweety is mistaken for a shuttlecock and that is mainly for my own sadistic desire to see the ruined Freleng version of Tweety being smacked back and forth with Badminton racquets!