Sex in the (Gotham) City

This past July, in the new Amazing Spider-Man film, Andrew Garfield’s lanky Spider Man creepy-crawls around Manhatten knocking out baddies with his sardonic wit. The only thought in my mind during the viewing of this film (aside from how amazingly awesome this reboot is actually) is how much I want to take this Spidey to bed. I want to tie him to the bedposts with his own web-sling and fuck him until he forgets all about Gwen Stacey. This is one spider that will eat the female when its all over, if you get my drift. This led me to realize what I believe is missing in super hero films gone awry: sex appeal for the modern, self-actualized woman.  Continue reading