It's simply astonishing that professional writers had a hand in that dialogue. Maybe relentless treacle interspersed with musty tropes plays very well among those who actually go to movies, rather than those who come home and blog about movies, but yech. Some of that was astonishingly bad.
That said, the Ezra spin is that this flick is about as forthright an argument for universal health care as could possibly exist. Without spoiling anything of importance to the plot, Sandman wouldn't exist, Uncle Ben wouldn't have died, and things would have turned out rather better for Harry if Flint Marko's daughter hadn't been denied care, thus leaving Marko achingly, and disastrously, desperate for money. Spiderman is fun to watch, of course, but there'd be quite a bit less pain, death, and destruction if Marko could have just sought out some decent care for kid. Coverage, it turns out, is the real superhero (and imagine Spiderman and the Sandman uniting forces for a PSA!). So this joins Garden State as a film where a universal health care system, humming along efficiently in the background, would've made life quite a bit better. Glad that liberal hammerlock on Hollywood is finally paying off...
