Although I’m totally find with a movie portraying an unrealistic depiction of New York City, I LOLed several times during The Amazing Spider-Man, the best comic book movie since The Dark Knight Returns. (Legit: Go see it.)
1.) Peter Parker skateboards in abandoned warehouses, attends high school, and lives in Queens (presumably on the G) yet never encounters a bearded hipster. He only runs into people who shop at J-Crew. Where are the drug addled bloggers? Where is Gwen Stacey’s heroin chic ex-boyfriend? Where are the trust fund babies that piss off poor orphaned Pee-Pee off? I thought the dude who directed 500 Days of Summer directed this!
2.) Uncle Ben bans Aunt Mae from the subway; Captain Stacy frets over Gwen traveling alone. Go read some Jane Jacobs, Marvel Studios. Women ride subways in Queens, often without dying. (Notice that Uncle Ben and Captain Stacy, not their gals, die.) Cities are safer when the streets are busy. More eyes=more security.
3.) No public high school in Manhattan has a drive way.
4.) What fucking corporation treats their interns that well? Corporate internships are hazing rituals/borderline indentured servitude, dumb asses.
5.) Nobody lives in a closet sized apartment. That’s bullshit.
On a side not: I hope in the sequel that a Nick Dentonesque cheese ball runs the Daily Bugle.