What else might Marvel’s tractor beam pull into the hungry maw of its Borg ship, to be assimilated into the seething collective? In yoking Sam Raimi’s early 2000s trilogy and the oft-maligned Marc Webb pair of adventures from the early 2010s to the current iteration, No Way Home also ties those once innocently discrete films to the sprawling whole of the Marvel machine as it exists today-an act of cross-corporation synergizing (between Sony and Disney) so total and audacious one almost has to respect it.
It’s a nervy device that could only have worked in these times of comic-book oversaturation, using Hollywood’s troubling repetitiveness to curious, if slight, advantage. It triples down on the Spider-Man movie mythos, synthesizing Tom Holland’s third outing in the red and blue wetsuit with characters from two Spider-Man franchises past. To anyone who’s exclaimed in the last ten or so years something like, “ Another Spider-Man movie?,” the new film Spider-Man: No Way Home (in theaters December 17) has a pithy reply.
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