I wish I had been 15 years younger when watching this movie.
Spiderman 3 miserably fell short for me. I enjoyed the first one, I loved the second one, and while there is going to be a Spiderman 4, it’ll most certainly be without the same lead actors. Spiderman 3 should have been the end to a trilogy. Instead it was a dizzying, confusing, messy roller-coaster ride that didn’t quite tickle where it should.
Crash! Pow! Boom bang! Poof! More villains! More jokes! More explosions! Did anyone forget about less is more? It didn’t help the movie either that Sam Raimi and Danny Elfman had a falling out; Elfmans gorgeous theme only graces parts of Spiderman 3.
In Spiderman 2 things were falling apart for Peter Parker. As he struggled with the mantle and the responsibility, we developed real emotional attachments to the characters. When he finally decided to take up the mantle, in sickness and in health, the action started with an incredible sequence that could have ended in a trainwreck. Peter Parker, unmasked, managed to stop the train just before it derailed. In Spiderman 3: trainwreck!