***** (5 stars out of 5)
There's Larell, the cat burglar, who plays men of all races like cheap Etanian fiddles. There's Krit and Nahsk, the muscles that resemble Brussels (Sprouts). There's Hain, the Con Man, who must have been hiding out on planet Klaestron impersonating the son of the planetary hero (back in the episode "Dax"). And last, but never least, there's Morn, the suave Lurian getaway driver. You know? The lumpy potato-looking guy who's never NOT at the bar in Quark's?
Actually, Morn has been away lately- since the reports of his death when his ship was lost in an ion storm. And with (Characteristic? Uncharacteristic?) generosity, he's left all his otherworldly goods to his bartender.
Our Ferengi Anti-Hero must sift through a sea of lies (and sift through a mud bath with the comely naked Larell) to find the truth. And, much more importantly, find the money. Was Morn a lucky lottery winner? Crown Prince of Luria? Just a chunky guy with a cargo hold full of rotting beets?
And whose neck is on what chopping block when the all the gold-pressed latnium dust settles?
"Who Mourns For Morn?" probably deserved the make-up Emmy that Mr. Westmore was nominated for. Virtually every character is a non-human and by this point it never even crosses my mind how much effort that really takes. Thank you, Michael Westmore and company, for putting the weird flesh on a strange little galaxy.