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Spidey 3 Rocks!


Spiderman 3 has all the trappings of an interesting Bollywood flick but in a much more slicker way. Its got some absolutely breathtaking moments like the scene where this huge iron beam rips through an entire floor of a skyscraper and then through the floor just below it. Along with toppling down desks 'n chairs a pretty young thing dangles at the edge of a jutting beam just to be saved at the last minute by our Super Hero. Whoooosh! Your heart shall go skipping several beats. Atleast mine did.

Sam Raimi surely knows to woo his audience. Unlike the previous Spiderman, there isn't a single moment lost in inane story building. Afterall there are three villians to be fought and 'ladies'-in-distress to be saved!

Spiderman 3 takes us on an emotional rollercoaster ride starting with Spidey preparing to propose his ladylove - MJ. But then life is never smooth for a super hero! So there is the alien devilish symbiote - Venom that latches on to him, making him don a black suit instead of the traditional red-blue and makes him ruthless & agressive. More troubles come in the form of Sandman & also his best friend - Harry Osborn turning against him.

Brace yourselves for a heady mix of fun, jealousy, hatred, love, not-always-good hero to the not-so-bad villans! There are even times when you would dislike Peter Parker!

Here are a few things that I really liked about Spiderman 3-

This one particular scene when Mary Jane confronts Parker in his room...

Spidey: Thanks. But I dont need any help.
MJ: Everyone needs help sometimes Peter. Even Spiderman.
And true to her word, our Spidey goes to his best friend Harry and asks for his help to fight the rest two villans. Now how many Superhero's are shown to be so humble?

Sandman/Flint Marko: I am not a badman. Just in the bad line.

There is this one thing that stands out stark in the entire film - No preachy dialogues of good over bad, No judgements passed, No infallible superheros.

Don't go if you are looking for kurusuwa's breadth of artistic influence or some lush imagery of a spielberg. Heck! its Spiderman and go for the thrills, chills and frills of the friendly (not-so-near) neighbourhood superhero.

Verdict: Don't miss it for anything.

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