Spider-Man 2 4K 2004 Ultra HD 2160p

Story Movie

Quiet Peter Parker teeters on the brink of his two lives: a superhero Spider-Man and an ordinary college student. His relationship with everyone who is dear to him is in danger or at an impasse. And life prepared a new test for him. He must use all his superpowers to defeat the cruel madman Dr. Otto Octavius.

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Recently I was sitting in the kitchen drinking tea with a croissant, leafing through a newspaper filled with popular advertising for hemorrhoids drugs and columns about illegitimate children of celebrities, came across an article called 'How our children grow up'. Due to the lack of an alternative, I read this horse nonsense of an author unknown to me, unfortunately. To put it briefly, then, roughly speaking, the younger generation, including your humble servant, turn over the years into first-class shit.

This publicist, who clearly believes that there was no sex in the USSR, and that the party brought it to his mother, is indignant not only because of the dominance of Disney animation and discrimination of Soviet cartoons (but I will sign about this in a separate review), but also expresses an explicit dissatisfaction with the fact that the idols of the younger generation are comic book characters, in particular the man in red and blue tights, known by the stern name Spider-Man.

It is a pity that this rag was destroyed immediately after reading such an entertaining article, I would give several reasons and author's theses, so, for general information. If I may, I will express the position in my own words. The author is terribly ashamed to see how old idols and heroes go into the past, real heroes are replaced by fictional heroes with super abilities, children go to jump on skyscrapers and save old women, alternately removing cats from a tree, and not serve for the good of the state. A bit exaggerated, but the essence is clear.

What really pisses me off is the prejudiced and too cruel attitude towards a man in pantyhose. The child wants to become a hero, to stand out among everyone, to help people. In my opinion, it is great when a child dreams of doing something good since childhood, sowing something good and eternal. And not for the sake of some political regime, but for the sake of ordinary people. But overly conservative personalities will call it the American brainwashing program on a single territory and will begin to complain that the cult Soviet fairy tales have sunk into oblivion, and in their place have come pretentious American pseudo-intellectual blockbusters like Spider-Man. I'm talking about both the comic and the creation of Sam Raimi. On the one hand, this is bad, because the same fairy tales and cartoons are wonderful and interesting, but their time is running out, although sneakers will fly at me now.

A child always needs a hero, an example to follow, so what if he has an American residence permit? If you are all such patriots, then pick up the Russian alternative and leave Peter Parker alone. Spider-Man is a symbol of my childhood, a celebration of my soul, for him my especially impressionable heart is always open. I am ready to bite the throat of anyone who dares to raise a hand on the first two parts of the trilogy, for this is sacred to me.

It may sound like a desperate cry from a distraught fan, but I'll try to write as judiciously as possible, without stopping to the standard ooh-sighs. The second part captivates with its brilliance and riot of colors, an incredible number of special effects, the most colorful villain, deliberate seriousness, turning into self-irony, a ton of real pathos and pure good humor.

I absolutely do not understand people that, when viewing, they are asked dilemmas like: Why did he fall from such a height and it was not smeared on the asphalt? Why hadn't her arm been torn off here? Why does such a mega-powerful unit only need to be drowned in a river? And on the rise. Lord, then let's watch cartoons and wonder why the animals there speak like people and how their brains don't get out when they hit the head with a sledgehammer! The adaptation of the state of emergency is a revived comic strip, a textbook pretentious story about the difficulties of the life of a half-man, half-thorny with all the ensuing consequences. Well, my God, how can you treat this as a scientific treatise, disassembling it into physical cogs-tongue? Do not make me laugh!

I am also at a loss for those who find the film too childish and preschool oriented. Of course, the lion's share of the audience still cannot really multiply ten and ten, but do not disappoint me, adults! Why so disown a good children's cinema about good and evil? Not, of course, it's nice to puff out a mustache and consider yourself an adult smart uncle who watches films with meaning, and not these kindergarten antics.

Be simpler, honestly. Now there are few such films, everywhere they try to shove cruelty, severity, cursing men and naked maidens. I also love this kind of movie, but I often want to relax while watching, enjoy the beauty of the picture, squint at the brightness of juicy computer special effects and feel how you are really poured over with the pathos of blue blood.

What is really a lot in the film is pathos. Great and powerful pathos, capable of moving planets out of orbit and shaving Britney Spears bald. Raimi, in the best traditions of Michael Bay, explodes our consciousness with long speeches about duty and responsibility, friendship and love, strength and its absence. As befits a powerful pretentious machine, all conclusions are accompanied by orchestral music and occasional flashes of a striped towel. This already, as they say, inspires. But here there is no overload that the creators arranged in the third part, everything is very powerful, but does not go beyond what is permitted.

Sam Raimi, of course, is not a genius of directing, but someone better than him is unlikely to be able to shoot Spider-Man, which is only flying on the web and crazy fights between Spider and Octopus, a dizzying last battle - everything is extremely cool and incredible.

You can complain about Tobey Maguire, but he was born to play losers nerds, his really lokhovy look clearly speaks of Parker's difficult fate, his surprisingly mediocre life and complete self-doubt. Therefore, I also consider the choice justified, inviting a mega-macho to this role would be just a mockery of the entire line about Spider-Man. At least Raimi made Parker a loser with a small n.

I told myself that I would be reasonable. It didn't work out, all the same fan instincts untied my hands and I started to compose praises. Of course, the film can be omitted for the mediocre play of Dunst and Franco, the inconsistencies in the dialogues, the pretense of some moments, but the number of pluses covers all the minuses.

You can say whatever you want to me, shower me with slippers, press NO, write angry messages, throw mud at me, but I will never recognize him as kindergarten suck. I was a child, in my soul I have remained forever, so there is still a place for Spider-Man in my heart. He has always been my idol and I have always dreamed of becoming one. He has always been my hero, as he is to millions of kids. We will always need him, he will come when we need him, because we believe in him. We believe in Spider-Man.