It's been a struggle to get in the theatre to see S-M 3. Today is Cinco de Mayo but the trek started on Cuatro de Mayo. Friday evening Monique H. and I were rejected at AMC and Loew's because of sellouts. I told the ticket clerk that I was Larry H. and the young woman said "...oh, hi, Jerry, sorry we're sold out."
I must write this quickly as the seventh game of the Rockets v. Utah Jazz is beginning and it's important that I focus my energy on supporting the Rockets as I'm afraid they need me. And Spider-Man director Sam Raimi needed me about a year ago when he was making his final editing cuts. I could have pointed out a few scenes that should have been whacked; this Spidey flick was too long. I felt like I was on a roller coaster of emotions. Great beginning faded into near boredom and then back to intense action and character development and then back to a lull.
I enjoyed most of the movie, but a good movie should not have gaps of interest. If you are a Spidey, then go see Tobey and Kirsten. The music by Danny Elfman is wonderful and the special effects are spectacular. The Rockets are down by seven points in the first quarter; I'm worried. Rock 'n Roll.
Grade 87. Larry H. Note: I couldn't save the Rockets...