This was about as entertaining as a formulaic television sitcom: it's got one person who refuses to understand the other and who escalates the confrontation any

This was about as entertaining as a formulaic television sitcom: it's got one person who refuses to understand the other and who escalates the confrontation any time he gets an answer he don't expect, which is every time. And the other person doesn't seem to grasp the obvious fact that he's dealing with a scared, irrational, angry little child and as a result fails to make himself understood. In the end, there's a transparent Deus ex Machina, followed by a short feel-good make up session to end the story on a positive note. Yet, in the end, you can't help but feel sad about how hard basic communication can be. The writers of Full House couldn't have done better.