If there's one thing I couldn't stand about the Spider-Man movies, it was having my eyes molested by Tobey Maguire's lycra-encased junk every thirty seconds. Thankfully, The Hero keeps the packages to a minimum. What it lacks in rubber bulges, however, it makes up for in fun and personality.
As the cocksure Hero flies through the level battling off everything from robbers and ninjas to alien insects, he's also got to fly around to apartment windows to high-five his fans. Y'know, to get his street rep up. All this while winning the attention of his enormously busty publicist.
