Max is my favorite Roswell character. In fact, he is one of those rare fictional characters where I get not just sympaty but empathy for him. By that I mean that if someone hurts/annoys that character, I get hurt/annoyed on his behalf. He is sweet and still somehow innocent (even by the end of S3), and a bit quiet and studious (I love his desire to find a New Year's party in S3 and how Liz is so lovingly amused at it and he himself is a bit flustered by it, and how no one can believe that Max Evans wants to go to a party).
I really like his quiet sense of humor, that he really doesn't bring out much because I guess he thinks nobody would be interested or just shoot it down. But it actually blooms with Liz and the more they are together, the more they tease each other and it's not Michael and Maria zingers because they are not that kind of people but it's adorably fun nontheless, to see him let his guard down completely and forget his unqueness or destiny or issues, or whatever.
And he is rather clueless when it comes to women outside of Liz and doesn't notice any of them, or the fact that he really is gorgeous. I love the college girl trying to pick him up at that party and his response that he is meeting his girlfriend later, not as a put-down, but because her interest doesn't even register. The boy is single-minded.
And this brings me to the one time I wanted to strangle my favorite, adorable Max Evans. Strangle him, and shake him until his teeth rattled in his head.
( Max Musings )