Jordan Raup’s review published on Letterboxd:
Despite the fundamental truth that art is, at the most elemental level, unnecessary to survival, its unequivocal power to reward the soul and imagination proves undeniable across every culture and time period. This conviction was recently put to the ultimate test when it comes to the third launch of a Spider-Man in this infantile century, and particularly under the circumstances: crammed into a roster-heavy franchise threequel in a cinematic universe that, at the time, already spanned 13 films. While the neighborhood’s friendliest superhero was merely a blip in Captain America: Civil War, Tom Holland is now getting a proper introduction with his own feature, and, against all odds, it just about works. Despite succumbing to the seemingly inescapable monotony that pervades most final setpieces in this genre, the film exudes a charismatic quality of nimble fun with its playful direction and lighthearted lead performance.