Review: Venom: The Last Dance

Score: D

Director: Kelly Marcel

Cast: Tom Hardy, Juno Temple, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Clark Backo

Running Time: 109 Minutes

Rated: PG-13

If this is truly the last we'll see of this iteration of Venom, then good riddance. The Tom Hardy-led Spider-Man spin-offs - which of course cannot mention Spider-Man in any way - have been Sony's only successes since agreeing to share custody of the Web Slinger with the MCU. Morbius and Madame Web have been memed and mocked, and the long-delayed Kraven the Hunter will likely join their ranks this holiday season.

But they all have one thing in common: they stink! Despite the investment of hundreds of millions of dollars and the talent of well-respected actors and directors, there's a bottom-of-the-barrel quality to all of these. The Venom movies have been big hits and have gotten a pass from some critics thanks to Tom Hardy's committed performance and occasional slides into silliness. Those have never been enough for me, and they're certainly not enough here.

The film's problems start immediately, and they never get better. Motion capture maestro Andy Serkis plays Knull, a new big bad from another dimension. He spends the first several minutes dropping some truly eye-rolling exposition. Then he unleashes an army of alien dogs - who can somehow teleport out of the prison he's stuck in - to find a MacGuffin on Earth that will free him. Of course this previously unknown doodad is only found within Venom. This is all meant to raise the stakes for the final outing of this trilogy. But this is a new character who's practically faceless and has zero connection to anything that's come before. That makes it extremely hard to care about anything that comes next.

But is this movie anywhere near done introducing new characters with poorly written backstories? Oh my, no. Former Marvel villains Chiwetel Ejiofor (Doctor Strange) and Rhys Ifans (The Amazing Spider-Man) pop up as a ruthless special ops leader and an alien-obsessed dad, respectively. And then there are Juno Temple (Ted Lasso) and Clark Backo (Letterkenny) as two scientists who have nothing to do until the film's final act.

Along the way, there's only one scene that rises to the level of "enjoyable." It takes place in Vegas, and gives the film its title. Venom and Mrs. Chen (Peggy Lu) share a reunion and choreographed dance to ABBA's classic "Dancing Queen." Such a joyous moment stands in stark contrast to a dark, gruesome movie. To say The Last Dance fails to mix these tones well would be an understatement.

If you've seen the last two entries, you know the big finale is going to be a poorly lit battle between one CGI monster and another. And if that's what fans want, then it certainly delivers. There's also a "heart-tugging" coda that just serves as a reminder of how hollow this whole endeavor was. If this film's also a hit, then we're bound to see at least one of these characters again. But hopefully this will be thrown on the scrap heap with the rest of Sony's superhero movies without Spider-Man.

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About Kip Mooney

Kip Mooney
Like many film critics born during and after the 1980s, my hero is Roger Ebert. The man was already the best critic in the nation when he won the Pulitzer in 1975, but his indomitable spirit during and after his recent battle with cancer keeps me coming back to read not only his reviews but his insightful commentary on the everyday. But enough about a guy you know a lot about. I knew I was going to be a film critic—some would say a snob—in middle school, when I had to voraciously defend my position that The Royal Tenenbaums was only a million times better than Adam Sandler’s remake of Mr. Deeds. From then on, I would seek out Wes Anderson’s films and avoid Sandler’s like the plague. Still, I like to think of myself as a populist, and I’ll be just as likely to see the next superhero movie as the next Sundance sensation. The thing I most deplore in a movie is laziness. I’d much rather see movies with big ambitions try and fail than movies with no ambitions succeed at simply existing. I’m also a big advocate of fun-bad movies like The Room and most of Nicolas Cage’s work. In the past, I’ve written for The Dallas Morning News and the North Texas Daily, which I edited for a semester. I also contributed to Dallas-based Pegasus News, which in the circle of life, is now part of The Dallas Morning News, where I got my big break in 2007. Eventually, I’d love to write and talk about film full-time, but until that’s a viable career option, I work as an auditor for Wells Fargo. I hope to one day meet my hero, go to the Toronto International Film Festival, and compete on Jeopardy. Until then, I’m excited to share my love of film with you.