Slylock Fox, 1/6/13
I demand that you join me in loving everything about this hallucinatory anthropomorphic animal lunar exploration fever dream. What’s wrong with this moon scene? Is it the lack of space suits and the clouds and the moon rising in the moon’s own sky? Is it that Slylock is wearing a space-helmet of some sort, but Max’s head is exposed to lunar vacuum? Is it that Sly and Max both have hugely dilated pupils and big grins? Is it that they’re lying on the grimy floor of some opium den somewhere, enjoying this doped flight of fancy, rather than solving crimes like they’re supposed to be?
Rex Morgan, M.D., 1/6/13
“Most people don’t mind at all if their teenage babysitters make their earliest fumbling steps into sexual adulthood on their couches these days, June. In fact, some people practically encourage it! Don’t be such a prude! You don’t want to be known as the prude-mom, do you? Ugh, I can’t believe I married a prude.”