Spider-Man 3 (2007)
February 06, 2009
Netflix Live Stream,
Seattle, WA
* 1/2 / ****
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By Scott Muoio
Spider-Man 3 is
a disastrous mess. Rather than follow
in the footsteps of Spider-Man 2, an excellent film that gave its
characters life, vitality, and made us care about the consequences of their
actions, this second sequel in the Spider-Man franchise turns instead to
the laboriously boring Spider-Man for its cues. That means bogging its story down with
introductions and set-ups that lead to uninteresting characters that hold no
weight whatsoever while reveling in comic book cliche. Worse, Spider-Man 3 goes beyond its
predecessor by performing an array of heinous infractions so pathetic it’s like
a roll call of sequel don’ts.
Forget relaying the
plot of this cinematic potluck casserole, let’s instead have some fun and
examine The Sequel Don’t List:
Three serious
villains populate the film: Venom, an
alien symbiote that turns its host into a powerful and EVIL being, The Sandman
(Thomas Haden Church), an escaped convict with the ability to morph his sandy
body into a variety of shapes, sizes, and strengths, and The Green Goblin 2
(James Franco), a vengeful old pal of Peter Parker/Spiderman (Tobey Maguire)
who flies around on a supped up snowboard and throws pumpkin bombs at his
enemy. Superhero movies rely on good
villains and unfortunately, all three of these stink.
Spider-Man 3
hypocritically changes facts from previous installments in order to give its
new super-villain, The Sandman a direct and meaningful roll in Spider-man’s
past.
The movie turns to
amnesia (yes, amnesia!) as a plot device.
Just when you thought daytime soap operas and World Wrestling
Entertainment were the only places to find amnesia as the central plot changing
thrust, Spider-Man 3 allows a bump on the head to completely change a
character’s demeanor.
The film believes
changing a hairstyle alters a character from good to evil and has the audacity
to go back and forth on this several times.
The film tries to
tell so many stories, introduce so many characters, and tie everything together
so emphatically that it actually tells no important stories, spoils the
continuity of its predecessors, and bores us to tears in the process.
The series’
heroine, May Jane Watson (Kirsten Dunst) gets trapped yet again in a
precarious damsel in distress situation at the film’s climax. If I have to see Dunst dangling from a
building while the rest of the cast slugs it out in front of her one more time
I just might spit.
Director Sam Raimi
and actor Tobey Maguire turn Spider-Man’s alter ego Peter Parker, a decent
everyman just trying to balance life’s everyday struggles with the strains of
superherodom into an ingratiating, annoying, and unlikably idiotic character. I mean, come on, how many times is this
schlub going to screw up his relationship with the girl of his dreams, lament
the fact that everyone in New York City loves his persona, and whine to his
grandmother about how inconsequential his life is after the death of his
grandfather?
And most absurd of
all, who would have thought the most meaningful and serious scene in the entire
film would be completely upstaged by the very funny comedy antics of BRUCE
CAMPBELL AS A FRENCH WAITER!? Where Spider-Man
2 was capable of inciting a heavy emotional response when it dared, Spider-Man
3 turns those scenes into slapstick because it knows its treading water in
a pond well over its head.
The truth with Spider-Man
3 is that much happens but little progresses and even less of it matters. That’s a shame especially considering Spider-Man
2 proved there was more to the series than megabucks at the box
office. But alas, when money talks
bullshit walks, and this movie is bullshit.
Like the old
expression about the tree in the woods making a sound, I wonder, “If Spider-Man
3 exists but no one watches it, can we pretend it doesn’t?” I sure hope so.
Producer: Avi Arad, Stan Lee, Laura Ziskin, Grant Curtis
Writer: Sam Raimi, Ivan Raimi, Alvin Sargent (from the Stan
Lee, Steve Ditko comic)
Starring: Tobey Maguire, Kirsten Dunst, James Franco, Thomas
Haden Church, Topher Grace, Bryce Dallas Howard
Original
Music: Christopher Young (Theme by Danny Elfman)
Cinematographer:
Bill Pope
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