My Brother Thinks He's Spiderman

My family and I watched the newest "Spiderman" movie over the past weekend, which I had been boycotting since, hello, there were already three Spidey movies out. But my brother and dad insisted – insisted, I tell you! – that we watch because "It's just better than the others, Angela. You don't understand." I didn't love the other Spiderman movies to begin with, but because I am a wonderful sister and daughter, I indulged them.

I loved it. I should have known I would. I went into the first "Ironman" movie thinking: "This is going to suck, really bad. It's going to be all guns and men and sweat and death and action." I came out a new woman (puh-lease, Robert Downey Jr.'s hotness had nothing to do with me loving it... okay maybe a little, but there's that scene where he's wearing the white cutoff and omghisbackmuscles). I also enjoyed "Ironman 2" and am awaiting the third installment. The "Batman" trilogy was phenomenal, in my opinion. Oh, and then there was "The Avengers." Well, "Spiderman" got me again. I genuinely love the action.*

The day after we watched the movie, I was sitting the couch in my "spot." My dad says that there's a permanent indent on the couch there, because I don't do anything except sit on my ass all morning and watch talk shows when I'm at home. I will neither confirm nor deny that statement. Out of nowhere, my brother runs into the room, leaps up on three-foot counter, and perches there like Spiderman does in the movie. He just hung out there for a little bit. My brother is soon-to-be seventeen, mind you. I thought he was going to rip his pants from the jump.

Mom-Angela took over at that point, and I yelled at him to get off of the counter. "Who do you think you are? Spiderman?!" Well, poo poo on you Angela, because he does think he is Spiderman. Alright, not Spiderman, but Andrew Garfield, the actor who plays the new Spiderman. In fact, their resemblance is one of the closest celebrity look-alikes I've ever seen.

But... just because we look like someone, do we have to act like them? I think when someone tells us we remind them of a certain personality, we subconsciously take on that role. As humans, we copy what we see to mold our own personalities. Think you're super original? Chances are, what you're doing has been done before. What makes you unique is how all of the things you do come together.

My brother thinks he is Spiderman/Andrew Garfield. He is not. He is a little bit like John Mayer (plays guitar), a little bit like my dad (witty), a little bit like my mom (reserved), a little bit like Rhett & Link (makes YouTube videos with his friends)... you get the point. He is Adam. No matter how many buildings counters he jumps on, how many guitar strings he strums, or how many videos he records, he will still just be Adam. And that is all he needs to be.

Exhibit A:

*Side note: Movie aficionados, please do not scoff; we all like what we like, and I promise I have some redeeming cultural qualities... although that may be hard to believe after my last essay regarding "The Bachelor.*