Over the last several months, I’ve probably shown every
conceivable pre-conception that a person can have for a movie. Whether it’s
down to my own weird tastes or just how surprising this year’s releases have
turned out, I’ve gone into the cinema with some odd ideas about what it’ll be
like. Well, today’s film will likely represent my absolute worst expectations
for a film: I want this film to be
bad. Now, as much as I’ve talked about the therapeutic power of cinema, I don’t
actively like watching bad movies; I rarely if ever want films to be bad, and
it’s even rarer that I would want a film to suck to prove a “point”. Basically,
after the clusterfuck that went down in the wake of The Amazing Spider-Man 2,
which I still maintain is a genuinely good movie despite some definite flaws,
learning that the guys behind what is properly the worst film I’ve ever sat through would be behind the next Spider-Man reboot seriously pissed me off. It
even got to the point where, and I wish I was joking, I made this claim on Reddit last year:
Just so we’re clear, this is how badly I not only didn’t
want to see those numbnuts get rewarded for their lack of effort, but how badly
I wanted some hubris to kick in after the honestly OTT reactions ASM2 got. But
as I’ve already established, I’m a bit of a fanboy for comic book movies and I’m
usually a lot kinder to them than I probably should be; I may not be happy to
be proven wrong in this instance but I definitely get that the possibility of
it happening here is pretty high. Anyway, enough waffle, let’s see where my
cold-hearted cynicism gets me as we look at the latest iteration of the New
York Webslinger.
