Dillon(!)’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Remember, what makes you different is what makes you Spider-Man."
An invigorating revitalization of such an over-familiar character that puts every other flawed attempt at adapting this frenzied spandex icon since Sam Raimi's Spider-Man 3 to immediately embarrassing shame, proposing a chaotic promise of the eternal production of superhero creations for as long as audiences yearn to see themselves reflected in them. Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse changes the ever so tiring genre game of origin stories by optimizing its own stimulating power in an origin story about how empowering they can become whilst culminating in a delirious postmodern spectacle through fresh, funny, and frequently bonkers stretches of cinematic comic book adrenaline to admire. Not only an influential love letter to every form of Spider-Man (Peter Porker, Spider-Noir, & Peni Parker will defeat Thanos) and his personified ethos of there being a hero in all of us, but one which transports gorgeous hyper-stylistic artistry to the entire medium itself as a super nerdy, yet vigorously inviting superhero tale drawn from the pure life of New York. Astonishing line work, nano-second sharp timing, radiant painting, evocative dots, and all sorts of psychedelic abstract techniques crafted to take the immersive nature of the animated world created and the beautiful passion of the writers to hilarious new dimensions.