It was 2002 and Sam Raimi’s take on the wall crawling web-head had just been released smashing box office records and forever raising the bar on what to expect from films about costumed crime fighters. I was fired up about the movie because I was hooked to the comics as a kid, and my son Lloyd was excited by the commercials for the movie that blanketed TV screens at the time.
So here is my Mother’s Day Card for Tina circa 2002:
I’m still waiting for Mysterio to show up in a Spider-Man movie. The tragic scientist warped by his own experiments has been done to death with these movies. Mysterio was a villain with no tragic core. He was brilliant, and nasty and his costume would look really cool in a movie.