I think I had a nightmare last night from about 3 minutes past midnight until 3 hours later.
It was about how Sam Raimi totally botched spiderman 3, to a degree where even my impenetrable veil of spiderman-fanboyism had to drop and I seriously considered leaving the theater towards the end.
What the hell happened?
The same actors signed on. And the same director.
Yet Spiderman 3 is what I’d expect from a director that doesn’t really care about spidey at all. All emotional parts in the movie were played out as if the criteria was “make it so a 5 year old can understand what’s going on”.
I remember fearing for X-Men 3 because Bryan Singer decided to defect to DC Comics (to do “Superman Returns”) and Brett Rattner took over. The fact that I expected X-Men 3 to suck ass meant I was positively surprised, even if Rattners little girly feet couldn’t properly fill the massive man-shoes that Singer left behind.
