Spidey’s Home Part 1
And here I go again writing about the newest superhero movie release. Frankly, I should be getting desensitized with all the capes and tights that Hollywood’s been churning out these past few years – and to tell you the truth, I pretty much am –, especially when it comes to Marvel Studios’ offerings. As for Warner Bros. and DC, well, let’s just say they’re making the kind of movies that perfectly sums up why your mom taught you not to say anything at all if you can’t say anything nice. Hell, even Wonder Woman, as lauded and record-breaking as it’s become, is something I can’t say is one of my favorite superhero movies out there. It’s great and all – and I’m ecstatic that Diana finally had her outing – but I wouldn’t say I’d pay again to see it in theaters. As for Marvel, they’re offerings when it comes to first solo outings of their franchises have been, in my opinion, on a steady decline in terms of freshness these past few years. Looking at the whole Marvel Studios’ slate, save for Captain America: Civil War, Ant-Man and Doctor Strange were films that were just enjoyable: nothing more, nothing less. They really didn’t bring anything new to how superhero movies are done. Then, along came a Spider-Man: Homecoming (taste that cliché right up your stupid face, nerd).
Oh, man. After watching this one, I have finally come to fully believe that, yes, Marvel Studios has finally saved the Spider-Man property from Sony’s crap machine. More so, Spider-Man will probably be the studio’s saving grace once the first generation of properties’ actors finally decides to stop wearing those colorful tights and Robert Downey, Jr. stops milking them for all the money they have. Then again, he’s Robert Downey, Jr., and he could do whatever the f*%^ he wants (I can imagine Tony Stark in a wheelchair with a catheter attached to his Iron Man suit a few years from now).
In any case, Spider-Man: Homecoming was a delight. That’s actually an understatement; it’d be more apt to say that this is the kind of movie that can pump life back to Marvel’s aging film universe. First of all, Tom Holland is the rightful successor to Tobey Maguire’s Spider-Man. You won’t see any Peter Parker skateboarding in a dark alley while he mopes about his life in this movie. The Marvel Cinematic Universe’s version of the property remains true to the whole Spider-Man theme: optimism and grounded drama. As for the movie itself, I won’t say that it’s the best one ever to come out of the franchise, but it definitely has everything that made the first Spider-Man movie (you know, from the dark ages called 2001) enjoyable. That’s not to say that it simply rehashed those old tropes the way Star Wars has been doing recently. Spider-Man: Homecoming, in a nutshell, modernizes all those tried and true themes. For one, making the whole cast younger, from Peter Parker to Aunt May, is refreshing (not to mention that it gives Marvel Studios more opportunity to milk the franchise longer). And, of course, I’m sure I’m not the only one thankful that we don’t get to see Uncle Ben getting shot right in the face again.