The other day Marc Webb, director of the Amazing Spider-Man films, tweeted about the intro of new Spidey in the Captain America: Civil War trailer.
Got chills at the end of Captain America Civil War trailer. So happy to be a fan again.— Marc Webb (@MarcW) March 10, 2016
This, I thought, is the kind of healing we need. The past is behind us. Webb can move on, we can move on. The Amazing Spider-Man years are just a bad dream now.
And then Sally Field entered the fray. Gidget. The Flying Nun. Norma Rae. "You like me, you really like me." The sweet, beautiful and wonderful actress who bewitched Burt Reynolds, who won over a nation and who, at one point, seemed a great sign for The Amazing Spider-Man when she was hired to play Aunt May.
Talking to Howard Stern she said:
"It’s not my kind of movie. But my friend Laura Ziskin was the producer, and we knew it would be her last film. She was my first producing partner, and she was a spectacular human. ... It was really just for my friend."
Okay, that's an answer as to how she ended up in the film. And I don't think many of us believed Sally was fulfilling a lifelong dream of playing Aunt 'Wheatcakes' May, so that okay. But then there was this:
"It’s really hard to find a three-dimensional character in it. You work it as much as you can, but you can't put ten pounds of shit in a five-pound bag."
A five pound bag of shit. Not even a properly sized bag of shit.
Now I feel bad for the films. I feel bad for Marc Webb, who I think got caught in a bad situation with a studio that didn't understand how to make these movies and underneath a producer who is actually bad for cinema. I feel bad that his films are going to be held up as an example of failure in the superhero space, as an example of how longterm cinematic planning can bite you in the ass. And now I feel really bad that Sally Field has called the films shit.
I just can't imagine what it must feel like to get a sick burn from Gidget.