Synopsis
Her web connects them all.
Forced to confront revelations about her past, paramedic Cassandra Webb forges a relationship with three young women destined for powerful futures...if they can all survive a deadly present.
Forced to confront revelations about her past, paramedic Cassandra Webb forges a relationship with three young women destined for powerful futures...if they can all survive a deadly present.
Μαντάμ Γουέμπ, خانم وب, مادام وب, גברת קורים, მადამ ვები, Мадам Паутина, 마담 웹, Quý Cô Mạng Nhện, Madame Teia, 蜘蛛夫人:超感觉醒, マダム・ウェブ, Мадам Павутина, Madam Web, מאדאם ווב, 蜘蛛夫人, มาดามเว็บ, Мадам Уеб, Мадам Веб, Madam Võrk
We come to this place… for magic.
We come to the theater to laugh, to cry, to care.
Because we need that, all of us:
that indescribable feeling we get when the lights begin to dim,
and we go somewhere we've never been before;
not just entertained, but somehow reborn.... together.
Dazzling images, on a huge silver screen.
Sound that I can feel.
Somehow, heartbreak feels good in a place like this.
Our heroes feel like the best part of us,
and stories feel perfect and powerful.
Because here...
They are.
I was at the dentist today for an hour and a half with imagine dragons playing in the background the whole time and I can’t believe that wasn’t the most painful experience I had today
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
When she taught them R I was like "Man I hope they use R on her in the final battle" and then THEY DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Poetic cinema
GOOPED AND GAGGED PLEASSSEEE JUST GO SEE THIS MOVIE PLEASE NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE HOW GOOD THIS IS
funniest movie i have ever seen in theaters. this will be shown at midnight showings in theaters for decades to come and everyone will shout in unison “but i don’t have a neuromuscular disorder!”
I kept expecting Nathan Fielder to pop out and reveal his most elaborate social experiment to date.
Madame Web is a groundbreaking achievement in experimental editing, experimental cinematography, experimental acting, and experimental storytelling.
i would rather have someone pour cement up my asshole and have it solidify then have them hammer a nail into it than have to watch this again
Madame Web feels like it was made by aliens from another planet, mostly because it doesn’t seem like a human could watch this slop and agree to release it for public consumption.
A sponsored by Pepsi script written with a crayon where every line is either ADR or expository babble and it can’t even bury the script under action or style, because there is none. Lifeless, nonsensical, awkward— but the most I’ve laughed during a movie in a long time, so it’s has that going for it.
Scientists (not in the Amazon) will study this movie for years, but I doubt Sony will learn a lesson from it.