Setting
An underground lair? Puh-leeeze. The underground lair look waspasse when James Bond first blew one up! The apartment was fine,even if it was next to a non-evil dentist; maybe there's a nice EvilProfessional Building the Labs could move into instead. C
(Rated by Amanda Van Rhyn)

Fanficcability
Narbonic begs for fanfic. For one thing, an intrepid fanpersonwriter willing to ignore Dave's deadness could easily make him the Tenchi ofTomorrow; after all, any time a guy is surrounded by cute psychotic womenwith a penchant for stuff blowing up, Romance is sure to bloom. A+
(Rated by Amanda Van Rhyn)

Use of Gerbils
An interesting idea -- as anyone who ever had a rodent as a littlekid knows, those things have uncharted evil potential -- but sadlyunderused. The "let's create a giant rampaging gerbil horde" and "let'screate a hyperintelligent gerbil" plots are both overused in Mad Science andsadly underutilizing the unique evil talents of the gerbil. Start thinkingoutside the box and inside the Habitrail, Beta! B-
(Rated by Amanda Van Rhyn)

Fashion Sense
Definitely business-casual but stylish, appropriate to the rigorousrequirements of Evil Science -- obviously clothes that look like a pump butfeel like a vacc-suit. The Labs' use of boxer shorts a show-tune headwearalso helps the feeling of "sure, we're bent on world conquest, but we canhave fun too!" B+
(Rated by Amanda Van Rhyn)

Overall Evil
You really have to respect the variety of evil found at NarbonicLabs; it takes a brave mad-science crew to branch out from the standardoptions and into Mad Comp Sci (and Mad Law, a brave and uncharted field).Furthermore, the actual content of the plots has stood up nicely. At least,nobody's been destroyed by their own creations yet... well, unless you countDave, but that death ray was a kit. A
(Rated by Amanda Van Rhyn)

Mad Science
You just gotta love mad science, and Narbonic is full of it! Wanton cloning,animal uplifting, growth formulas, teleporters, Death Rays! How can you beatOrbital Death Rays? Ask Dave. You can't! Mwa ha ha hah! A+
(Rated by Zodo)

Kooky Characters
A mad scientist who is the clone of another mad scientist, grown for bodypartsbut ran away as a teenager. A gunhappy assistant who is just entering EvilLawschool, and looks great in plaid miniskirts. A dead Computer scientist whochain smokes. (Death Ray!) Hyper intelligent gerbils! Evil Kitten! ForensicLinguist! Cute Demon! Mwa ha ha hah! A
(Rated by Zodo)

Dedications
Every strip is dedicated to someone. Most of them I've never heard of. Noneofthem are me. Hmph. Don't really get it, but it's always there, so it's anAspect. D
(Rated by Zodo)

Egregious Violence
Stampeding Ur-Gerbils. Exploding and imploding Doomsday Machines. Highcalibreweaponry fired wantonly. Did I mention Orbital Death Rays? What makes allthisviolence more beautiful is that there is never any faltering about sillythingslike morals or guilt. Why did Mom Narbonic kill Dave with a Death Ray? "It'sa Death Ray!" Duh! A+
(Rated by Zodo)

Epic Side Stories/Multipage Sunday Strips
When I started reading Narbonic, it took me a little while to realize I wassupposed to click on some of the Sunday strips to get to the subsequentpages.This was a little confusing at first, but once I figured it out, I was wellrewarded, by interesting and perplexing stories. I particularly like theVictorian era story about the journey to the moon. Very true to the flavorofthe era. As a big fan of Jules Verne I give a hearty thumbs up to that. B
(Rated by Zodo)

Guest Strips
Every web comic has them. Narbonic is no exception. I won't complain abouttheir existence. It says a lot about a strip if there are a lot of peoplewhowant to emulate its style. Some do really well. Others... don't. SometimesI don't get the jokes in the guest strips. Other times, I just don't carefor the art. On occasion, it's both. In any case, they at least beat havingto look at the same thing day after day. C
(Rated by Zodo)

Shakespearean content of Narbonic:
Bleeding zilch! Not one utterance or misquote of a Shakespearean sonnet, and we call this literature? Well, alright, we DO have the ONE (count him, ONE), demon named Caliban, but he amounts to little more than Dave's counterpart in Hell: just wishy-washy, you know? Where is the passion? Where is the burning desire to do wrong and to harm souls? Is he that tortured, himself? And seeing's he's also kind of Gen-X-ish, what does that say about our own generation, that we're too bored to notice we're doing the work of Satan? Why does he not rebel or aspire to taking over Hell, himself? Geez! Well, I guess he is kind of existential, in a Sartre sort of way, but there's no poetry, not even a token mis-quote of Milton, "...'Tis better to be a civil servant in Hell, than to play wimpy harps in Heaven..." Okay, so the score is, Shakespeare: 0, Sartre: one highly conditional, very iffy, point. Rating: D
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Sex appeal of characters in Narbonic:

Dave Davenport:
Sorry, can't comment, being straight myself (although all bets are off if Timothy Dalton or Hugh Laurie were to... nevermind). However, I suspect Dave might have a certain naive charm (but no muscle), but he smokes like a chimney at a steel foundry, and if you could just pry him away from his damned Star Wars toys... oh, I know, Helen (alpha) tried to wean him (good motherly type that she is), but wound up killing him, instead. Oh yes, and that brings up issues of necrophilia. Okay some girls like that, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't if I were female or gay. Let Demi Moore have her fun with a DEAD Patrick Swayze, but count me out. I mean, evil is evil, but that... no. Definitely not. Rating: D-
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Dave Barker:
Doesn't he wear anything else? He travelled as far and wide as he did, and never bothered to pack another t-shirt? Did he remember to buy traveler's cheques? Couldn't he have bought another shirt? Rating: D
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Antonio Smith:
Well, the same as above apply, but I think I would find his literacy quite a refreshing break from all the beef cakes down at the meat market. Wait, didn't he quote Shakespeare at some point? Hmmm... I may have to revise the above rating. Oh, and he doesn't smoke, that's a plus, and he has a secret identity, adding a sense of mystery and dare I say, danger... Oh, he gets a clear and present... Rating: B.
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Lupin:
Okay, brains, cool hideout, but so stuck on himself. Everything is about him, isn't it? Well, yes, he's evil, but... And he's so stand-offish. There's a certain appeal in that one (object of desire) that is perpetually unattainable. Wow, and he does his own shopping. This shows a certain independence, meaning he's not looking for another "Mom". Oh, if I were a woman, I'd be after him like a starved greyhound on a live rabbit. Rating: B+
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

The Red-headed Cop in the first stand-off:
The uniform, the red hair, the dark shades... Less is more, here, and I am smitten by what little there is known about her. Rating: B
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Helen Narbon (Alpha):
Warped sense of humor (actually sees the humor in a lot of things, I admire that); knows what she wants; doesn't need a man in her life (that unattainable factor, again); Her exceptional taste in staple foods (wine and chips) shows a very down-to-earth sensibility; resourceful (knows where to get a teleportation device); and cool under pressure. Don't really care much for the haircut, but that's a temporary issue. Rating: C+
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Mell:
That evil innocence... That youthful enthusiasm... T hat ever-so-slightly-revealing-without-divulging-too-much torn sweatshirt... That arsenal that would kill Wayne LaPierre with envy! What is not to find titilating about her. She is a wonderful jolt to the system (not as much as Alpha with a death ray, but a jolt, just the same), capable of driving a man to madness by every moment of her absence. She can kill with a glance, particularly when armed with a Winchester 30.06 with a scope. Oh, to be her target practice. To insult her honor, if only to have her defend it on a gray, misty dawn out on the moors... (ahem). Rating: A-
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Helen Narbon (Beta):
If evil needed a spokesperson, her appeal alone could convert thousands... well, dozens... well, me, anyway. She is a delightful blend of ambition and vulnerability. She is the damsel in distress sent to lure the valiant knight to his death. How many would gladly fall on their swords for her, if she only used her gift of charm in her ignoble plans? But that is her charm, is her seeming unawareness that she could save all her brilliant, but convoluted schemes, and simply bat her eyes to turn men and women (especially horny ones) alike against themselves? She gets a resounding... Rating: A
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

The Cartoonist:
Nice cameos depicting the girl next door (or more precisely, down at the comics shop on the corner). What can be said about such a vision of familiar beauty, of artistic brilliance, perseverance, and let's call it chutzpah, to obviously try to conquer a world (wide web) with her intellectual creations? The parallels between her and Helen (Beta) are almost too close to compare. It is as they were one and the same wearing different wigs. But is the creation the distillation, the idealization, or a mirror-image of its creator? Who can tell? I would be enthralled to see more of the Cartoonist and find she is everything Helen is, and then some (more evil? Sure, why not?). Rating: A
(Rated by Dennis Bergendorf)

Lair:
I don't care what people say, the underground lair is cool. What better place to hold an up-and-coming evil geneticist than an abandoned sewer system? B+
(Rated by John Sears)

Guns:
Oh yeah. Nothing like chemically propelled metallic objects flying toward worthy(or unworthy, completely innocent even) targets. Look at it this way, with Mell around, the Narbon lab will never be short on corpses(at least not for long). A
(Rated by John Sears)

Weapons of Mass Destruction:
Whether it's a nuclear first-strike against the neighbors or an orbital Death Ray with all of the trimmings, Narbonic has weapons of mass destruction covered like a rug. I'd like to see a forensic linguist defend himself from a few megatons of explosive force. A+
(Rated by John Sears)

Pacifism:
Reason and peace won't get you very far in a comic with mad scientists running amok. A s imple space lasering in the last panel and everyone will forget that you ever existed. "Pinkos eliminated, time to move out" indeed. F
(Rated by John Sears)

Motherhood
It's a bitch. You raise 'em, you feed 'em, and they won't even give you a stomach. ("Mom! Were you going to do stomach surgery on YOURSELF?"). But sometimes they'll take you in for a bit and give you wine and toys and a henchman to play with. C-
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Fatherhood
And the point of that would be? NR (not relevant)
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Womanhood
Yowza! Brilliant, BWAA-HAHA, big-hair beauty--this cartoon has it all, and that's just Helen. Then there's Mel, if you prefer smaller, sassy, spunky, dark-haired and dangerous with bullets OR boxer shorts. These two women drive the cartoon with their wit and evil. (Oh, and don't forget Mom, independent and active in her later years, a role model for the Aging Boomers) A
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Manhood
Hard to get inspired here. Dave is kinda shlumpfy and soft, blends into an old couch, comfortable but hardly ideal. Madblood is mor e ego than man, but he gets by on his looks. ANTONIO SMITH, forensic penguin, cannot organize or lead. You want manhood, go find Farago. C
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Gerbilhood
At last, a cartoonist who understands that gerbils are as smart as people. Or vice versa. I refer here to the Thundering Gerbil Herd, who, if given hands, could defeat any #1 ranked college football team AND get a higher average SAT score. And they are cuter than some of the cheerleaders. A
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Neighborhood
Forget it. None. Zero. Zilch. The HIGH point is a bland anonymous suburban office building. Mostly it's down the sewer. Give me Gotham any day! F
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Sisterhood, Brotherhood, All Them Other 'Hoods
Ain't none. Solidarity, who cares? It's EVIL, baby. F
(Rated by Ed Wells)

Note:This ratings system has been shamelessly ripped off The Brunching Shuttlecocks, which you must visit at once, as part of the Studies in Internet Humor Project.