Honestly I don’t have a lot to tell you here that you can’t figure out on your own. I will say this, though: The fact that these movies are coming on the heels of the deluge of Marvel superhero movies makes me feel like Malcolm McDowell in A Clockwork Orange having to watch all those films with his eyes held open. Thor, Ironman, Captain America, The Avengers all with sequels, prequels, spinoffs and remakes. As Ben Affleck heads off to distant parts to start shooting the latest Batman incarnation--sorry, reimagining--I can only shake my head and sigh. Maybe we need a new superhero, say a studio executive with the ability to spot originality and wit, or maybe a mild-mannered editor with the ability to trim a film down to under two hours. A girl can dream.
Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield) and his arachnoid alter ego are loving life. Peter has Gwen (Emma Stone) and Spiderman happily flies through the city, battling villains and saving the day. As Peter slowly begins to realize that the mysterious corporation Oscorp seems to be connected to nefarious activity, the powerful Electro (Jamie Foxx) appears. Once again, it’s up to Spiderman to save the day.
As you would expect, the special effects are phenomenal—this really might be one worth seeming in iMax. Also, as you may not expect, the acting is terrific. The cast is riddled with Oscar winners and nominees and nobody phones it in. As smart and compelling as they try to make the plot, the movie ends up being a jumbled onslaught of characters and conspiracies. I can go on and on, but I think my 15-year-old son’s two-word assessment speaks volumes: It’s OK. It’s a 6.