Uh-Oh. There's trouble in spidey-land.
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If you walked out of the exhilarating triumph that was “Spider-Man 2” and immediately started counting the days until the release of Spidey Trois, there’s probably nothing I can say that will dissuade you from racing to the multiplex for the eagerly anticipated third installment — but I gotta try, anyway, so here goes.
Kirsten Dunst sings in this movie, more than once.
At one point Peter Parker undergoes a personality and style makeover that makes him look and act like he’s the unknown third brother from “A Night at the Roxbury.”
The spaghetti-armed nice guy Topher Grace from “That ’70s Show” is supposed to inspire fear and loathing. What, Mila Kunis wasn’t available?
We are introduced to two new villains, and they are arguably the silliest and least menacing archenemies in comic book movies since Poison Ivy and Mr. Freeze.
The climactic rescue sequence, with Mary Jane dangling from on high, echoes the big finale in the first “Spider-Man.”
One major character actually gets amnesia — convenient, “All My Children”-style, short-term amnesia — caused by a blow to the head.
Spidey/Peter gets a new love interest of sorts — and she’s just as boring and bland as his self-pitying girlfriend.
Running 139 minutes, it’s at least 20 minutes too long.
Did I mention the part about Kirsten Dunst singing?
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