This weekend, Spider-Man 3 had the highest grossing weekend ever. This after last week’s reviews promised “The angst-filled Spider-Man 3 is all plot-holes and Band-Aids,” describing the movie as “overlong, visually incoherent, mean-spirited and often just plain awful,” “[a]esthetically and conceptually wrung out, fizzled rather than fizzy,” “ungainly, cumbersome” and inspired by no more than the bottom line. Do Americans not even read movie reviews, or is their taste in movies single-mindedly focused on special effects rather than plot, acting, or even—gasp—meaning?