There’s nothing in “Spider-Man” to match the delirious Wagnerian grandeur of Tim Burton’s “Batman,” or the hard, gleaming surfaces and combination of melancholic undertow and propulsive motion that suited “X-Men” so well.
And with its alienated teenage hero, there are times when “Spider-Man” seems to aspire to the profound darkness of the Frank Miller graphic novels that formed the basis of Tim Burton’s “Batman.”
Screenwriter David Koepp, adapting the Stan Lee/Steve Ditko comic books to the screen, finds a comfortable middle ground between the campiness of the old "Batman" TV series and the moodiness of director Tim Burton's "Batman" movies, and Raimi tosses in a few of his own unexpected detours along the way.
A familiar hero lives or dies by good casting (think of the string of actors woefully trying to pass themselves off as Bruce Wayne throughout the Batman franchise).
Director Sam Raimi, a long-time "Spider-Man" fan, was once known for mainlining the kind of murky midnight sensibility that Tim Burton brought to the "Batman" films.