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Spider-Man 2: A must-watch!

Raja Sen | July 27, 2004 18:42 IST

Tobey Maguire in Spider-Man 2The thing about spiders is that we don't like them. Either creepily hairy or disconcertingly spindly, they refuse us even the common decency of being stealthy, commonly wallowing in discomfort as they slothfully crawl in and out of sight. Their web-spinning abilities, while nothing short of awesomely miraculous, strike us, at best, as icky. A testament to their unpopularity can be seen even in the popularist Disney universe � where unsavoury creatures are given the chance to blossom into heroes, arachnids are singled out as mustachioed villains.

Herein lies Peter Parker's essential dilemma. Straddling dual lives, each of which is a full, hectic battle in itself � the conflicting, constant, workaday life of the average superhero; and the more demanding, exhausting life of a young student working to put himself through college while trying to deal with love. The latter is a life we have all been familiar with, and the former is essentially what we go through in terms of mental battles, nightmares, and trauma poured into lycra and sporting ridiculous monikers.

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As he swings from the Empire State Building and scoops up almost-alight kiddies to safety, the public still isn't sure whether to actually like him: he's a spider, darn it.

Spider-Man 2 opens with possibly the most brilliant recap of events in recent popcorn history: Danni Elfman's striking score, cobwebs set against blood red, framing stunning Alex Ross illustrations of events gone by in the first film. By the time the credits end, we are reacquainted with a story we have not forgotten, and thirsty to see more. And Sam Raimi delivers. From the first shot, the film lays on Peter's life being an actual embodiment of Murphy's Law: Everything that can go wrong does go wrong.

After a breathtaking opening with Spider-Man flying across madly to deliver pizza in time, swinging in surreal CGI arcs with fabulous �lan, there is a shot of Peter Parker struggling to exit the broom closet � brooms falling sequentially like persistent dominos as he merely, clutzily attempts to push them together long enough to squeeze himself out of there. This shot, of a superhero fast enough to dodge bullets and fists with unreal panache, being just a geeky nervous kid, is worthy of standing applause and sets the tone for the film. Despite genetically arachnid superpowers and a rocking costume, Spider-Man is well and truly human.

Cinematically, this is a commendable effort. New York is affectionately highly stylised. The film is a visual ode to a beautiful city, loyal enough to evoke memories of the great Allen himself. Often, celluloid hats are tipped to masters of cinema obviously inspirational to Raimi, an eclectic selection of influences from Goddard and Truffaut to Kazan, Leone, and Palmer. The screenplay, contributed by novelist and comic-book lover Michael Chabon, with dialogues crafted superbly by the award-winning Alvin Sargent, is outstanding. And it forms a terrific core for Raimi to work around. But that shouldn't take away anything from the director. This is totally Sam's film.

When Peter Parker manages to get to a theatre on time, despite all odds, he is foiled by a snooty usher, played to utter, frustrating perfection by Bruce Campbell, reprising his cameo status in the franchise [he played the cocky wrestling announcer in the first part, plucking 'The Amazing Spider-Man' out of thin air and throwing it around Pete's neck]. Raimi fans may nudge each other excitedly and yelp, "The Chin! The Chin!" referring to the nickname for the actor from the cult Evil Dead series.

Tobey Maguire in Spider-Man 2Sam Raimi, one of those Tarantinoesque movie geeks with a love for self-indulgent referencing, gives cine buffs enough to obsess about for months: a particularly obvious place to start would have to be the operating room scene with the dismembered arm and the chainsaw, a direct doff to Evil Dead II.

Tobey Maguire has done for superheroes what Tom Cruise did for fighter airplanes some time ago: given them life. A talented young actor, Tobey breathes awkwardness, humour, and charisma into Peter Parker, making him as real a protagonist as any. A couple of years ago there were doubts as to whether his shoulders were strong enough to carry the Spider-Man legacy. Now he has made the role his own. There was injury-led speculation that he might not have done the sequel, but he did. Kudos, Mr Maguire, thanks for coming back.

The cast is accurate: J K Simmons brings J Jonah Jameson right out of the pages of the comic and steals the show with consummate ease and great one-liners whenever he appears; the fantastic Alfred Molina makes a splendid Doc Ock, balancing unerringly the diverse requirements of focused professor, warm mentor, and mad scientist; James Franco, while not in a stellar role as Harry Osborne, does what is needed for his character to come away more positively this time around; and Rosemary Harris tackles the role of Aunt May so well that the only trite bits of speech in the script, destined to otherwise appear jaded, take on the mantle of sincerity, and wields a feisty umbrella.

Spider-Man 2 is a really good movie. Not just a good superhero movie, for it is the best by far in the genre, but simply a wonderful bit of Hollywood summer cinema. It is a classically entertaining film setting Raimi on par with the Messiahs of Mainstream like Steven Spielberg and George Lucas � storytellers pouring forth action/emotion on the screen, using CGI demons as metaphor and giving us moments of celluloid joy. The synthesis between the animated Spider-Man and Tobey is excellent, but the highlights are Doc Ock's arms, which slither into a menacing life of their own.

Comic-book lovers will freak over this movie, for it is the parting of the Red Sea and the dawn of hope � a delectable smorgasbord of references, allusions, and the finest written dialogue ever in the genre, hosting hundreds of tiny in-jokes fans will spend ages dissecting gleefully.

But even for one who has never read a comic book, this is a truly enjoyable experience, a tremendous popcorn flick with heaps of humour, action, romance, SFX and eye-candy, and the one thing that sets a good film apart, leotards or not: a good story.

Tobey Maguire and Alfred Molina in Spider-Man 2There are parts in the film where Raimi outdoes himself. Like the mature shot where Peter is offered romance, cloaked in chocolate ice-cream and milk, and a moment where he almost says yes to the nervous landlord's daughter, Ursula Ditkovich [a not-so subtle salute to Spidey co-creator Steve Ditko]. There is a touching, excellent montage where 'Raindrops are falling on my head' is re-contextualised with unbelievable panache, appropriately on the freshest faced young talent since Butch Cassidy himself. There is more, but one could go on forever.

But the true applause must be saved for the surprises. Weaned on massive hype, teasers, trailers, and reports of varying accuracy, I was confident this film had nothing that would shock me. I have never been so wrong, and fell conveniently for Raimi's ingenious red herrings. After momentarily reeling from one massive plot twist after the other, I began to glimpse into the larger picture. Like Wilde's play Mary Jane acted in, The Importance Of Being Earnest, Raimi too is scripting a story in three acts � the groundbreaking revelations and the shattering veneer at the end of Act Two [while bringing up questions galore for Three], therefore, integral to the scheme of things.

The best part about having a director with a sense of humour is letting his audience get sucked into traps. During a fight between Spidey and Doc Ock, Aunt May is tossed up the side of a building, and she sticks her brolly out and hooks a ledge. This is such a painful clich� that we groan and are almost annoyed at how obvious this is, and just when we begin to get jaded with the predictability of the movie, Aunt May slips off. And lands on a ledge, one foot below her, safe as ever. The umbrella tenterhook turns out to be suspense that never was, the theatre of the anti-climactic. Brilliant.

The build-up of the film, like the thundering claw-beats of Doctor Octopus, thuds into the heart harder and incessantly faster throughout the two hours. I have never been entirely supportive of Kirsten Dunst as Ms Watson, always advocating a vivacious, drop-dead gorgeous, Heather Graham-type instead, but she carries off her glorified damsel-in-distress role well in this film, and screams magnificently, justifying Raimi's love for her.

And, when at the end of the movie, she says the words "Go get 'em, Tiger!", my brain has an orgasm, the theatre explodes with ecstasy, and Spiderman Two climaxes into greatness.

CREDITS
Cast: Tobey Maguire, Kirsten Dunst, James Franco, J K Simmons, and Rosemary Harris
Director: Sam Raimi



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Sub: Sheer pleasure reading this review

Mr. Sen, 2 Thumbs Up!! Thanks for a brilliantly written review. Along with Prem Panicker and Arthur Pais, you make this the best place to ...


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Saw the movie on staurday, and it was amazing, even better than the first part-mostly due to a much better villain played by the brilliant ...


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