Spider-Man: No Way Home Review and the Duality of Morality (SPOILERS)
For as long as I can remember, Spider-Man has been a part of my life. Some of my earliest memories are weekly family gatherings with my cousins, all bunched in front of the terrible (though at the time new) flatscreen TV absolutely enthralled at Raimi's Spider-Man 3. The movie which our guardians always picked as an effective method of shutting us up. Even after a decade and more, I still retain the memory of being a kid completely captivated by seeing the film's final battle happen before me. And as I get older, Spider-Man saving the day only gets better. As of writing this, I am due to turn 17 years of age in a week. And I sit writing this with an Into The Spider-Verse poster to my left. The movie which inspired me to start writing about film. Say what you will about Hollywood's obsession with rebooting, I may agree with most comments, but rebooting is what has allowed Spider-Man to follow me in every step of my life, an almost consistent variable. So I like much others ...
