Little Deuteronomy is a STAR WARS fanatic right
now and wanted to see ATTACK OF THE CLONES again,
but instead I dragged him to SPIDER-MAN, and both
of us wound up really enjoying it. I guess this
is one of those rare occasions when I'm in agreement
with the mainstream critics and the moronic masses.
Of course, it goes without saying that SPIDER-MAN
is pure Hollywood crapola, but hey, it's fun to
see pure Hollywood crapola when it's done as well
as it can be done.
I admire SPIDER-MAN
for not descending into the self-mockery that
permeates most movies about comic book heroes;
the film actually takes itself seriously! I also
admire SPIDER-MAN for striving to capture the
look and feel of the first issue of the comic
book, and for following the plot of that first
issue fairly closely.
Tobey Maguire
is engaging and likeable as Peter Parker, and
believe it or not, crusty old Ants felt genuine
emotions when Peter crouches over his dying Uncle
Ben and when he expresses the depth of his love
for Mary Jane Watson. The story is a sentimental
melodrama, not exactly my favorite literary form,
but damn it, my heart raced when the Green Goblin
(stylishly played by Willem Dafoe) cackles with
glee and tells Spider-man that he must choose
-- if he saves Mary Jane, a bus-full of children
will die, but if he saves the bus-full of children,
then Mary Jane will die! You cannot save both,
Spider-man! You must choose! Har de har har!
My rating on the Watson
scale: 4 |