The most irresistibly romantic shot may be when the web-slinger hangs upside-down, kissing MJ in the rain, his identity still half masked. But I prefer the one after Goblin begins going to work on the skyline. Soon a Times Square bystander yells, "Look, it's Spider-Man!" and those reality-induced willies begin to dissipate. Suddenly, you find yourself gazing at perhaps the most benign image of hand-to-hand combat ever digitally enhanced: Spidey springing from hot air balloon to hot air balloon, out-bouncing his foe. He's elated, and so is the movie.