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Bride of Frankenstein. Bride of Chucky. Queen Kong. And M.O.D.A.M. – Captain America #413

June 29, 2011

I’ve spoken before of my man-crush on M.O.D.O.K. His huge head, his useless little T-Rex arms… C’est magnifiqueOne of my earliest posts on this blog dealt with his Gene Colan-pencilled senses-shattering origin. It doesn’t get much better than a Mental Organism Designed Only for Killing, does it?

Well, M.O.D.A.M. might have something to say about all that.

Perhaps to balance out the intra-organizational gender discrepancy in the deformed freaks with giant heads and psionic powers department, A.I.M. in their infinite malevolent wisdom decided to make a second Mental Organism for their nefarious schemes. Enter M.O.D.A.M. An anonymous A.I.M. agent called upon to take the huge-head treatment, she was at first named S.O.D.A.M. (Specialized Organism Designed for Aggressive Maneuvers), but that sobriquet was perhaps too close to the term for vile/disgusting/awesome sexual acts. It was subsequently changed to the Mental Organism Designed for Aggressive Maneuvers that most know her/it by. Got that? Good. Cause I’m not typing that crap out again.

M.O.D.A.M. was essentially M.O.D.O.K. with redder lips, sharper teeth, longer, more functional arms (sort of like Doctor Octopus tentacles) and a little metal brassiere for her withered, shriveled breasts. The basic look, hovering chair, bad attitude and awful Bill Gates haircut were still there. That’s about all you need to know about her.

This issue (Mark Gruenwald/Rik Levins/Danny Bulanadi) had Captain America squaring off against any number of second-tier (and lower) Marvel villains, as shown in this opening page blast:

It’s a testament to M.O.D.A.M.’s grandiosity that she outshines the Wrecker, Batroc the Leaper, Rhino, the Beetle, Shocker, Stilt-Man, Man-Bull, the Man-Ape, Killer Shrike, Scorpion, Speed Demon, Boomerang and others (perhaps a Partridge in a Pear Tree as well) combined.

Then again, maybe that’s not all that hard to believe.

Here she is at her bitchy, peremptory best, dealing with an erstwhile ally, Superia:

How’d you like to be set up with her on a blind date? Check please!

At least she might make for some decent conversation, as evidenced by this mid-fight discourse on women’s lib:

M.O.D.A.M. ain’t got time for that shit.

So how does Cap eventually defeat her? With a poke to the eyes, of course!:

Now there’s an eye-poke that would make Moe Howard beam with pride.

M.O.D.A.M. is one of those characters that make you either love or hate comics. For me it’s love. Love love love.

And speaking of love, it doesn’t seem that M.O.D.A.M. and M.O.D.O.K. ever hooked up. Their psionic beams never crossed while zapping some poor sap like Lady and the Tramp sucking the same strand of spaghetti. Sad. Who among us wouldn’t want to at least know the physical logistics of that coupling?

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