The Premise: You are a robot built from the ground up for combat by the world’s greatest living mind, and yet you are four feet tall and incapable of ducking or using any weapons other than a tiny, slow-moving pellet of energy. You have been tasked with killing other robots, whose powers have themes like “leaves” and “garbage.”

What Made It Ridiculous: The fact that blasting an evil robot into oblivion somehow immediately granted you their powers. If that were really the case, I would have killed Tom Cruise long ago.

Why We Didn't Care: He had a robot dog, which is basically the secret dream of every 10-year-old boy in the world.