4. Spider-Man 2
For a strong four years of my life, Spider-Man 2 was my favourite film. Those years shaped me from the age of seven to twelve, and the memories of seeing my childhood hero dash across the screen... let's just say I'll remember that for a long time. Then I decided to revisit that fateful film. Though I can thankfully say that my childhood wasn't massacred during them one hundred and twenty minutes, I can say that this film is dreadful for abnormalities in the story. Firstly, there's the deal about the mini-sun (the reactor). Doctor Octavious elects to hold possibly the biggest scientific experiment in the history of mankind... on the tenth floor of an apartment building in midtown Manhattan. I mean, what could go wrong, right? What if it risen to the point of magnitude that it did in the finale, consuming a pretty significant fraction of New York City? Wouldn't permits or a mayoral approval be needed for such things? Secondly, there's the bionic arms which Octavius constructs for himself. While everyone is clearly amazed at the mini-sun, nobody gives a damn about the robot arms coming out of the doc. It's just like electricity being made for a TV, but everyone's too busy watching Friends to even notice what's powering it. The indestructible, titanium, mind powered, tentacles alone would make Octavious one of the most famous scientists in the world, yet nobody gives a flying rat's ass.
And finally - well not finally, there's so much more plotholes in this film - there's Doc Oc's super powers. He doesn't have any. Yet, for the sake of the plot, he can withstand punches from the equivalent of an 200 pound spider to the stomach. Houdini had more abilities than him and he couldn't even take four off a normal guy (ninety years and still too soon). However, when Doc Oc
does fall to a killer blow, it's sent from a senile old lady with a wooden umbrella. What's that old saying? Ignorance is bliss? Well, I had ignorance in my childhood... and my childhood sure was swell.