Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, or Into the Cracker-Verse

Marvelous! Or, the Death of Cinema

In the grand tradition of raining on everyone's parade, we're bucking our usual schedule and revisiting/taking to task the critically acclaimed, Academy Award winning Sony Animation extravaganza Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, a film Letterboxd users have rated as better than Goodfellas, Sunset Boulevard, and Persona. While the internet is currently freaking out over trans-coded Gwen Stacy, Nicole, Stu, and resident Spider-Man expert Cole bring some clarity to an admittedly beautiful looking but otherwise bog-standard Marvel movie about multiverses and believing in yourself that's very clearly written by white people trying to appeal to the young PoC Tumblr demographic (save for co-director Peter Ramsey). The only thing whiter than the production team behind Spider-Verse are the creative minds who brought us Miles Morales, a character whose origins lie in someone at Marvel thinking, "What if we made Spider-Man a young Obama?" And before you come to yell at us for not liking your favorite movie of all time, consider reading the late Dwayne McDuffie's 1989 letter to Marvel calling out the whiteness of their black characters and see just how prescient it reads regarding the creation and use of Miles Morales.

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