You can call me Web-Man, you can call me Amazing…” A lot more is made of Spider-Man’s celebrity in this sequel Electro is initially Max Dillon, a humble techie who’s the web-slinger’s No. Garfield’s Spidey, unlike Tobey Maguire’s more soulful version, might be a younger, less jaded cousin of fast-talking Tony Stark: “Hi, Mr. This is basically a teen romance with a lot of cute gags and a touch of Iron Man snark (plus a superhero plot attached). None of that really matters, though, when the film is so exuberant. The surfeit of villains makes for a bitty narrative. It’s true the film is wildly overlong at 142 minutes, and the two-villain template doesn’t really work the main villain is Electro, played by Jamie Foxx (Rhino is more of a cameo), but there’s also Peter Parker’s best friend Harry Osborn – played with serpent-like charisma by Dane DeHaan – who’ll eventually become the Green Goblin. Fans have complained that Amazing Spider-Man 2 has too much plot, or too much irrelevant plot and not enough comic-book plot (Paul Giamatti as Rhino, a well-known Marvel supervillain, only appears in the last few minutes). This stuff matters, to me, if we’re talking comic-book blockbusters. “What you got for me today, New York? … Hello, pedestrians!” Let’s hear it, above all, for the writing team of Roberto Orci and Alex Kurtzman, who’ve made exuberance their watchword in the rebooted Star Trek franchise and bring more of the same to this Spider-Man sequel (they didn’t write the more sedate first film) – right from the first few minutes, with Garfield as exuberant Spidey careening through the urban jungle like a semi-arachnid Tarzan. Let’s hear it for Emma Stone, with her air of delight in everything tempered by those moments when her eyes flash, making clear that she’s no-one’s little princess. Let’s hear it for Andrew Garfield, with his shy smile and the hint of a quiver in his voice.