Passion. That is what Spider-Man can showcase. It and director Sam Raimi wear that on their sleeves. His love for the source material and desire to bring the fashionable world of web-slinging action to life is a bold and exciting attempt that, thanks to the joys of hindsight and nostalgia, feels far stronger than it did upon its initial release. Audiences clamour for the days when Danny Elfman and Willem Dafoe could be attached to a project about a man bitten by a radioactive spider, swinging his way through the streets of New York. Woody Allen wishes his love for New York were this strong, Spike Lee yearns for such passion, and Martin Scorsese wishes he could pull off a superhero movie this fun. Hell, he probably could.