But I did think it got pretty ridiculous at times.

And Steinbacher’s review of the film is pretty right on, I just tend to be more forgiving of all the crimes the film commits.

Specifically, a chair-twirling, snap-heavy routine to the tune of “Fever” (all that’s missing is jazz hands), which Peter performs on the dance floor of a crowded club in an effort to turn Mary Jane (Kirsten Dunst) crimson with jealousy. It’s the sort of astonishingly awful scene that can sink an entire film, and it marks an unfortunate turning point in Spider-Man 3. Up until that moment, director Sam Raimi had delivered a painless, if overly familiar, third installment to the franchise. As Peter makes like a touring member of Chicago, however, the vessel springs a major leak, quickly turns aft in the air, and sinks.

Yeah, that part made me cringe too. But what I couldn’t shake, as I left the theater close to 3 am last night, was the transformation Spider-Man made when he came into contact with that “alien-bred puddle of black goo.”

Steinbacher says:

That last one is some nasty business, able to bring out the very worst in any individual unlucky enough to come into contact with it. For Peter Parker rival Eddie Brock (Topher Grace), this means transforming himself into the mangy-toothed Venom; for the far less flashy Peter, on the other hand, it means rakish bangs, a cocky strut, and an unfortunate tendency toward Great White Way–style dance numbers.

And I say, more than anything, that goo just made Peter Parker look like the awkward and geeky little brother of 30 Seconds to Mars frontman Jared Leto in his heavy-eyeliner and stupid haircut phase.

You can’t tell so much in this photo, but watch for it in the movie—the resemblance is hilariously uncanny sometimes.

Of course Best Week Ever thinks he looks like Hitler.

So maybe he’s a Hitler/Leto love child?

Hot.