Spider-Man: Far From Home arrived just in time for the July 4th holiday weekend. The mighty Marvel machine was counting on Spider-Man: Far From Home to not only provide box office fireworks, but to bridge the gap between the old guard led by Tony Stark and the Avengers, and the next phase of billion dollar behemoths set to invade cinemas. While Spider-Man: Far From Home tries admirably to fill the void, it’s an overall entertaining, but somewhat disjointed blockbuster that falls just short of the usual summertime Marvel magnificence.
If you haven’t seen Avengers: Infinity War or Avengers: Endgame, you might want to stop reading now. A lot of the enjoyment in Spider-Man: Far From Home revolves around events depicted in the aforementioned films.
I’ll keep it simple. Peter Parker (Tom Holland) is burnt out. He is counting down the minutes until he can jet away on his class trip to Europe with his friend Ned (Jacob Batalon), while trying to woo his long-time crush, M.J. (Zendaya). While the much-needed sojourn will do Parker good, it’s not exactly working for Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson). Fury has been chasing several elemental creatures that have been causing catastrophic damage across the planet and a supernatural dome-headed superhero (Jake Gyllenhaal) that coincidentally always arrives in time to save the day. Making matters worse is Parker defiantly ignoring Fury’s phone calls. That will never end well.
Once again, Holland is fantastic as Parker/Spider-Man. He plays the role with such a doe-eyed, childlike innocence that easily makes him the best cinematic Spidey to date. My main issue with the film is how often it suffers from Iron Man envy. At times, Far From Home feels like a Tony Stark ‘in memoriam.’ Nevertheless, Spider-Man: Far From Home is an easily digestible, if not easily forgettable afternoon at the movies. Marvel, you’ve got some work to do.
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By SCOTT PETERSON
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