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...written by the mother of a friend of AICN critic Moriarty, tosses Spidey 3 into the sar-chasm by informing us that "There's only about 25 minutes of actual Spidey footage in this movie - which makes all kinds of room for: That darling Mary Jane singing (two songs!). Peter Parker crying. Harry [Osborn] crying.... The Sandman crying. Eddie Brock crying. Mary Jane crying. Aunt May crying.... And yes, I might as well tell you, there ARE a few action scenes that get in the way of all the interesting stuff between the characters and their relationships and their ordinary...
...Tony, in moments of crisis, has an anxiety attack or orders someone's death. In Spider-Man 3, Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire), the young-adult nerd with preternatural powers, gets covered in intergalactic black stickum. Once he's gooed, he's bad - bad for him, anyway, which is still better than most of us on our best behavior. He spends much of the movie trying to resist the temptation of outlawry, the nefarious fashion of basic black...
...ready for high-flying, edge-of-your-seat action. Director Sam Raimi’s “Spider-Man 3” keeps the adrenaline rushing as he presents the darker side of everyone’s favorite web-slinger. The story follows Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire), the unassuming alias of our hero Spider-Man, as we witness his trials and tribulations: girl troubles, job troubles, and friend troubles. The latter is especially problematic—it’s a friend who is hell-bent on killing Parker, in order to avenge his father’s death...
...like you, just that we don’t respect you. So if you ever see a disheveled man reeking of the Charles River pounding on the windows of Mass Hall wailing, “Are you there Derek C. Bok? It’s Me, Peter,” be kind, and get him a roll of toilet paper, because he probably just double-fudged in his pants. Remember to submit applications to write the Bell Lap 3. The application can be found at the end of the last article. Apps are due by this Monday...
...that could describe the game, too. Liverpool hurled itself against the Blues at both ends of the field, being more effective on defense. Peter Crouch, Liverpool's telephone-pole center forward, stationed his six-foot-eight-inch frame along the left flank while his team mates tried to bounce long balls of his noggin all night. Chelsea's swarming defense slapped Crouch around, but they were constantly being pressured. Liverpool looked a good bet to find something before the night was over, although it happened a bit earlier than they might have expected. In the 22nd minute Steven Garrard...