Saw Spider-Man 3 this weekend. I could bother with a review, but it's just not worth the words. Summary? A clumsy, jumbled, battle-royal of a movie that seems very much to have been written by a committee of sixteen year-olds; and, ultimately, a real letdown for an otherwise solid series. Only saving graces: some fairly good CGI, and Rosemary Harris, back again as Aunt May and more radiant at 80 than any of her co-stars. A shame she didn't have more scenes. See Anthony Lane's review from The New Yorker for fuller commentary. He pretty much says it all.Oh, and as you've probably heard: Kirsten Dunst sings-- badly. Is it just me, or does that lass get worse from one movie to another? A mighty feat, I know, but she makes me think "vapider" should be added to the OED.
you probably didn't see dunst in other movies, or you would have known about her "singing abilities" or lack thereof .
ReplyDeletenervous about the last of "pirates of the caribbean"- sequels always seem a bad idea, being a kid of the '80s, prefer johnny depp to tobey mcguire ;p
as for old being better, well, shrubby thought so too and almost made the queen 200 years older!