The Lous’ Bar Mitzah proves chaotic on multiple levels as M.O.D.O.K. and his family struggle to adjust to one another in their new circumstances, but worse is yet to come.

M.O.D.O.K. has been an interesting ride so far – a show that has combined puerile humour and off the wall whackiness with a genuine sense of heart and warmth as the beating heart that keeps it going. This finale is no exception, but boy does it feel like it throws everything including the kitchen sink at the viewer.

The Lous (because nobody could bring themselves to try to work out which was the fake Lou and kill it) are having their Bar Mitzah and it’s as crazy and over the top as you might expect. One problem, having misunderstood one of their very eccentrically expressed wishes, M.O.D.O.K. hasn’t actually invited any of their friends. Cue a quick dash to the mall with M.E.L.I.S.S.A. to try to round up some random teenagers which goes about as well as you might hope.

Back at the party, the whole family are forced to confront various truths about themselves as the evening wears on – M.E.L.I.S.S.A. discovers through one of her father’s posses of henchmen how very proud he really is of her, M.O.D.O.K. and Jody are forced to reckon with the truth behind their son’s erratic behaviour and the impact their separation has had on him, as well as where they go from here. It’s all heart-warming stuff, and feels like our antihero has turned a real corner and then, well then to coin a phrase, shit goes sideways.

Borrowing slightly from another Marvel Televisual project (though not quite the one the episode title might suggest) the episode gets to that kitchen sinky stage and faces M.O.D.O.K. with a genuinely horrifying dilemma, before going exactly where you might not expect. As the episode draws to a subdued, muted close, it’s obvious that a second season is planned and I for one hope we get to see it, if only to see what the writers do with it next.

Verdict: Rounds off the series with an episode that displays all the very best qualities of the show to date. 9/10

Greg D. Smith