Slightly Remarkable

First off, I will tell you about how I managed to get to the theater, thanks to a combination of parental and juvenile complaints. The first step, obviously, was to attain permission to see the movie, and naturally since the entire deprived family had not seen it, it was decided that the entire family should go see it. The prior Sunday my brother and sister-in-law planned to see it Thursday along with the rest of the family, but it turned out that they saw it Wednesday because my brother had to go out of town the following morning. As a result, no such union took place. So the immediate family exclusively attended the theater Thursday night. (We couldn’t go Sunday night because the following three days, two of my brothers were taking standardized tests in the mornings.) In any case, on Thursday we planned to go, and that’s what we did. A phone call to the nearby theater revealed that Spider-Man 3 was showing at 7:40pm on the megascreen (largest screen in the theater). However, the issue was that my father had a business meeting during that time and would therefore be unable to view the movie with the rest of the family. Therefore, the rest of the family conceded to attend without him, viewing the 7:40pm showing on the megascreen. Upon arrival, though, the employee behind the ticket booth informed us that our information was incorrect; Spider-Man 3 was not showing on the megascreen at all anymore, due to the release of Shrek the 3rd being released that same day. What ensued was a phone conversation between my parents and a trip to H.E.B. You may have guessed (especially if you’d seen the frown on my face) that I was not enthusiastic at all. The following two hours, the theater in my head played “A Family of 5 People in a Grocery Store Running Around Like Idiots.” Needless to say, this film (which I still recall vividly) was beyond infuriating.

We chose to reschedule, and at 10:30pm that night my entire family, including my father, visited the theater to see Spider-Man 3 (the last showing for the night). We did manage to see it this time, fortunately, but the movie, I feel, was sappy and overrated. It had great graphics and a decent storyline, but the frequent whining and (dare I say it) humorous sappy acting had me disappointed. There were more emotions in the air than I could really perceive with my concious mind, and it somewhat alienated me. Overall, Spider-Man 3 was a good movie, but I wouldn’t watch it again except for the visual effects — the acting and constant crying scenes were frustrating. There was never any “comeback,” simply a “resolution,” and that resolution ended at a grave site, a melancholic ending at best. So that’s what I think of Spider-Man 3. :)