Review of the movie Spider-Man Far From Home
Spider-Man is getting closer and closer to home, ironically.
We have the feeling that what we see on the screen is closer to the essence of the comic books even more, something it seems that many do not want to understand, and I am sorry. For them and for what I want to explain. The film is increasingly faithful to the essence of what Peter Parker is, a young man with a huge burden of guilt over his shoulders who is unable to reconcile his powers with his mundane life, and who despite his intelligence, remains a teenager who is not prepared in many ways to face the world. Spider-Man is romance, adventure, action and humor, a sometimes strange humor that comes from the verbiage of the character in action and his peculiar way of being out of place when there is no action.
That's what took me out of the film in Homecoming, that mania for ridiculing the hero when he was dressed in a suit and in full fatigues, not understanding what it is then when Spider-Man is not a clumsy young man, but a hero. But a nervous one, because he is young, and he is afraid, so he frees him by talking nonstop during a fight. But he is not clumsy. Here we have the step to the maturity of the hero, who is still 16 years old, but he must decide if he wants to accept that responsibility, that enormous burden, or if he becomes just another teenager (kind of). It is not a simple decision and the film manages it very well because, as in the comics, after a light and humorous moment, comes one more devastating for the character. One moment that breaks him. And that works wonderfully.