Spider-Man 3

Spider-Man 3 2 stars

Oh dear. No, actually? This goes from “Oh dear,” to WTF in about 75 minutes, after which point I actually thought someone was playing a joke on me. The convenience of the screenplay is laughable (I mean … amnesia … seriously … amnesia???), the visual effects beggar belief, the editor must’ve been wearing boxing gloves – even the cameo by Stan Lee is insultingly lazy.

Now it seems people are defending it the same way people defended Dead Man’s Chest last year – “It’s pure entertainment, don’t take it so seriously, you don’t get it!” etc. – and I’m not gonna waste too much time arguing with that only to say, it’s the 21st century, and pure entertainment is free everywhere you look, on the TV, on your phone, online: a 2 hours plus, quarter billion dollar movie has no excuse for being so vapid, especially when its forerunners were both practically impeccable and rich in their emotional content.

On the plus side, Bruce Campbell is hilarious (though his scene is way too short) and the kids (the boy telling Spidey “Don’t!” when he’s about to kiss Bryce Dallas Howard; the girl telling the newspaper editor, having just sold him her disposable camera for $100, “Film’s extra.”) are fantastic. Otherwise, if it’s okay with everyone else, I’m just gonna forget this one happened, pretend it all ended with, “Go get ‘em, tiger.”


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