The CW tries to stanch the hemorrhaging, but not too hard

(Sissy Spacek is unable to scrub away the shock and shame at having become part of The CW's programming lineup.)

We foresaw the complete and utter failure of The CW's new Sunday-night programming initiative, entitled "Let Some Other Guys Do It," but even we didn't think its collapse would be so swift and decisive that the gambit would go away before that hot new sitcom "Surviving Suburbia" even made it to the airwaves.

As we noted back in May, the network's loglines for its new shows offered absolutely no information about any of the show's characters, and the hallmark of any decent show is its characterizations. Sure enough, the stuff felt rote, almost like a cheap Korean factory knock-off of an American TV show.

(OMFG, indeed - have you seen The CW's ratings on Sunday?)

So, how are they going to fix their Sunday night schedule? Uh, with repeats. Which won't help the ratings any, but'll certainly be cheap, which in these budget-conscious times is practically the only consideration going these days.

Starting Sunday, current CW shows "Everybody Hates Chris" and "The Game" will air at 5 p.m. and 5:30 p.m., respectively, followed by an hour of "The Drew Carey Show," because, you know, you certainly can't find enough of that sort of thing in syndication in prime-time fringe hours. Then, at 7 p.m., comes "Jericho," the show so popular it got cancelled twice (and no doubt a cheap pickup as it was produced by CBS, The CW's bigger sister).

(Right sentiment, wrong night of CW programming.)

At 8 p.m., old movies. You know, like the kind your local independent station airs weekday afternoons or late at night to keep the lights on, only The CW is putatively a broadcast network.

This Sunday's offering is "The Crocodile Hunter: Collision Course." Future flicks include "The Cutting Edge," "Revenge of the Pink Panther," "Trail of the Pink Panther," "Spaceballs," "Carrie," "Throw Momma From The Train," "Mr. Mom," "Anti-Trust," "Three Amigos!" and "Teen Wolf." That's right - they couldn't spring for any movie from the past couple of decades, just movies where the girls have really teased coifs and shoulder pads the size of football players'.

It should be noted that I called this as their stopgap programming measure more than a month ago, though I did get the first movie wrong: I predicted it would be "License to Drive." But I was in the right schlocky ballpark.