By bats | July 6, 2008 - 2:12 pm
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I figured having Max Mallory go careening off a cliff once would be plenty. But then! The Sunday (July 6) Rex Morgan, with Max screaming to his wife over his Bluetooth! Rex following him on a wild car chase! Max needing BLEACH BLEACH BLEACH!

Wow…too much goodness to ignore! (Max howling like a banshee in three primary colors is the Stuff of Snark!)

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By bats | July 5, 2008 - 2:29 pm
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For someone a little more sleek and streamlined, the current Rex Morgan plot might be ‘speeding,’ but when Max Mallory is involved, consider it lumbering or barreling or waddling.

Still, it’s all good!

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By bats | July 3, 2008 - 11:10 am
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For a moment, I was distracted by all sorts of things in today’s Rex Morgan :

  • That awful, awful, mustard-colored tie (maybe it was another color originally, and Max had an issue with a condiment bottle at Joe’s Diner).
  • No way is that dorky Bluetooth going to make Max look as cool as Uhura with her stick-it-in-her-ear communicator or Count Morgu’s pointy ears.
  • Max Mallory, successful tele-attorney, drives a MINI-VAN!
  • Max the doughy attorney has a hot wife! (well, some people seem to think so…he apparently has a dumb-ass kid, too)

But, I shook all of that off and went back to the sweet, sweet justice unfolding here. If they’d only bought some new, sanitary soundproofing material from the Home Depot when Justin had asked them!

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By bats | June 26, 2008 - 10:29 am
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I think I mentioned that I really didn’t like Max “the Ax” Mallory. I won’t say anything more. Instead, I’ll let Rex and Andy taunt him unmerciful. Take it away!

But wait! There’s more!

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By bats | June 24, 2008 - 3:47 pm
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Boy, I dislike Max Mallory, the legal nemesis in the current Rex Morgan story-arc. Whether it’s the Brillo-pad hair or the Charles Laughton lips (rivaling those of Liz Patterson — not an attractive look for a man), or the fact that this clown apparently would be willing to take God to court, I don’t know. Maybe because he just harangues and hassles Dr. Andy, who has enough problems.

So, if Rex has his IQ raised a few dozen points to combat the assholiness of Max the Ax, so be it.

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By bats | - 3:30 pm
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Once again, Rex is back among his people — adolescent boys! And in case you don’t think the solid and staid Dr. Morgan learned anything from his fishing trip with teen heart-throb Niki, just see how he communicates with Generation Something-or-Other.

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By bats | June 22, 2008 - 2:58 pm
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Fun with Dr. Andy! Need I say more? (or is that Morgu?)

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By bats | June 16, 2008 - 8:32 pm
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…things at the Rex Morgan Ranch plod along like a dusty cattle drive. (I think “Dipstick” is going to be Rex’s new sidekick, like Hopalong Cassidy, or Stinkybritches Patterson. For the record, I’m stickin’ with Andy, even if he has delicate skin and problems with bright sunlight!)

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By bats | June 12, 2008 - 10:54 am
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She’s a Mom, and she can give you the Mom Look ™ in no time flat! Are you willing to risk it? Didn’t think so…

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By bats | June 11, 2008 - 5:30 pm
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Nope. Nothing. Rex chasing down one of the fired security guards in a local supermarket and cornering him in the back. Asking him questions. June at his side. Next to the dairy and freezer areas. You’d think we might get a few shots of how her location and the temperatures are affecting her, but Mrs. Morgan is a true Ice Queen. Drat.

I’m not even getting any jollies with Andy being there. Heck, he’s probably in the supply room for Happy Hour…

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