Looking for adrenaline-pumping superhero action? Buckle up for disappointment, folks!
This cinematic masterpiece (read: dumpster fire) might tempt you with its "intriguing concept" (read: fever dream of a screenwriter). But be warned, the execution is about as graceful as a drunken toddler on roller skates.
The acting? Woof. Imagine watching paint dry, then replace the paint with slightly more animated potatoes. That's the level of engagement you'll experience. And the writing? Oh, the writing! It rivals the literary genius of a fortune cookie, minus the occasional nugget of wisdom.
But hey, at least it's not Morbius, right? This film manages to be a hair's breadth above that cinematic catastrophe, so there's that. Why anyone greenlit this project when they have a thriving Spider-Verse and a beloved character like Gwen Stacy is beyond me. Maybe they just needed a way to launder some money?
The talented actresses? Wasted. Their potential gets buried under a mountain of clichés, nonsensical plot twists, and enough CGI to make your eyes bleed. It's a real shame, truly.
So, do yourself a favor and skip this "movie." Unless you enjoy watching car crashes in slow motion, that is. In that case, grab some popcorn and settle in for a wild ride (of disappointment).