Peter wears this new black suit beneath his street clothes like an
undershirt. Soon his jeans get a little tighter, his patience a little
thinner, and his hair long enough to flip in hilariously cocky
He struts down the streets of Manhattan in a dual state of geeky
entitlement and Travoltan bliss while some lite disco-funk plays
around him - he's got night fever. The ladies who stop to check him
out aren't turned on. But he's impressed himself. It's as if,
overnight, Peter has gone from lowly bio-chemistry student to biotech
jerk. Don't worry. It's a phase.
Under the playful yet perceptive direction of Sam Raimi, "Spider-Man"
has always been about its characters' psychological and emotional
tribulations. But this sequence feels fresh because it's a real