Rob and I saw this on Friday but I wanted to give it a couple of days before I decided if I liked it or not. I totally did. I may even like it more than the first one. There's a lot more in the way of character development for Peter Parker this time and I liked seeing how he handles the guilt of breaking his promise to Capt Stacy (Denis Leary) and the strain that puts on his relationship with Gwen. Sure, I felt like the movie was rushed in places, but I don't think it suffered overmuch. Also, they did some cool audio effects within Electro's score that I really appreciated. I don't usually notice such things but that was very nice.
Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield) loves being Spider-Man but hates the danger that puts the people he loves in, like his Aunt May (Sally Field) and his girlfriend Gwen Stacy (Emma Stone). Finally tiring of his namby-pamby bullshit, Gwen dumps him. Now he's left with just 99 problems, one of which is Max Dillon (Jamie Foxx). Max was just a lowly electrical engineer at Oscorp with a Spider-Man fetish until an industrial accident turned him into a living battery, which is apparently not covered by Oscorp's workman's comp. He is locked up in Ravenscroft, an insane asylum, to be experimented on by Dr. Kafka (Marton Csokas). Meanwhile, Harry Osbourne (Dane DeHaan), Peter's childhood friend, returns home for the death of his father (Chris Cooper) and to try and find a cure for his genetic disorder. He believes Spider-Man's blood is the key.
This movie does do a lot to set up the Sinister Six project that's supposed to be coming out next year or so but I didn't feel it was at the expense of the story. Sony seems to be taking a page from the Marvel playbook by seeding references to future characters throughout the film. It does lend itself to world-building without seeming too heavy-handed, a lesson DC films could use.
I hated this movie. I know it won like all of the awards and Daniel Day Lewis is amazing, but I hated this movie.
I didn't hate this the way I thought I would. As many of you know, Superman is my least favorite superhero. I find him obnoxiously smug. This wasn't horrible, however, which might be the nicest thing I've ever said about a Superman movie.
I actually saw this last weekend with my friend Hollie but I'm just now getting around to posting about it. It was my last official week of school this semester and I just quit my job so it was a busy week. I start a new job on Monday and a new semester in two weeks so don't get your hopes up just yet that I'm going to be able to start posting five or six reviews a week like I used to, before school. 
This was a really terrible movie that just goes to prove that you can have a beloved franchise chock full of stars and still suck.
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