the theme of miles always being terrified, but doing things anyway is so beautiful. even when he’s being followed by thousands of spidersonas, holding his own, hashing a plan that may just work—finally understanding truly how much he can do—he is terrified to let go of that glass.
in both films he jumps. but the glass breaks and shatters. first time because his hands wouldn’t let go. now, because even as he pushes off, his feet want to stick. but he jumps. and he escapes. and his plan works. and he tells his mother, what could i possibly be afraid of now? and tied up, seeing a version of himself he never thought existed, miles—who was never supposed to be spider-man—takes hold of the situation and is not afraid.
because his name is Miles Morales. He was bitten by a radioactive spider meant for someone else, and he has never truly been the only spider-man. but anyone can wear the mask. and maybe next time the glass won’t break.
