When I asked my boyfriend if he wanted to go see “Spider-Man: Homecoming” with me, he was shocked. I’m not a big fan of superhero movies, but I’d heard good things about this one and wanted to give it a chance. I paid $13 for my 3D ticket and settled into my red leather recliner.

The movie opens in medias res, throwing us right into the car with Tony Stark and Peter Parker, played by Robert Downey, Jr. and Tom Holland. In this scene, Peter is recording with a video camera, making the frame shaky and even harder to follow.

At the time the movie starts, Peter is still riding the high of being Spider-Man, although Mr. Stark is emphatic that he sticks to being a friendly neighborhood superhero instead of going global. Now would be a good time to mention that Peter is only 15 years old in this movie.

There is little to no explanation of how Peter and Mr. Stark became acquainted or how and why Peter received his spidey senses. (These might have been addressed in a previous Marvel movie, but if so I didn’t see it.) This omission is one of the biggest plot holes in the movie.

One great thing about this movie is the humor sprinkled throughout. There are a lot of scenes that made me chuckle, especially the conversations between Peter and his best friend, Ned. Zendaya’s character, Michelle, also had a few comical lines, although she was notably absent from the majority of the movie.

That’s the problem with “Spider-Man: Homecoming”: the movie had way too many plot lines. Besides Peter’s mysterious relationship with Mr. Stark, he has to deal with his best friend knowing his secret, his giant crush on the school hottie, Liz, being a member of his school’s Academic Decathlon team, his relationship with his eccentric Aunt May, the unaddressed sexual tension with Michelle, learning how to use his spidey suit, and chasing down the villain Vulture who uses weapons made with alien technology.

Whew. That’s a lot, right?

I think the movie would have been more enjoyable if the writers had remembered that less is more. It left me feeling like the movie’s potential was self-sabotaged. I haven’t even talked about the fact that throughout the movie, Peter performs unbelievable stunts that somehow NEVER injure him—in and out of his spidey suit.

He manages to push a ton of cement off of himself, jump over rooftops, dive into walls, pull two halves of a ferry together with just his webs, climb to the peak of the Washington Monument and then swing himself inside a small window before saving an elevator full of people from crashing with only one strand of web, AND cling to the side of an airborne plane—which he then rides all the way into the ground as it crash lands on a beach in a ball of flames—all while suffering only a minor concussion.

The sheer amount of stunts is overwhelming on its own, but for Peter to walk away from each one unscathed is just insane. He’s a scrawny 15-year-old kid who doesn’t even have his suit on in all of these situations, and yet he’s perfectly fine? No way.

“Spider-Man: Homecoming” had the potential to be a great movie, but it took on too much. One thing it handled brilliantly was teenage comedy, as well as a killer plot twist about two-thirds of the way through the movie that made my jaw drop.

However, the plot lines were hard to follow and equally hard to believe. It wasn’t simply a teenage comedy, a love story, or a superhero film: It was all three, plus an unexplained alien technology and back story.

I wanted to love this movie, but I don’t believe it deserves the 93 percent rating on Rotten Tomatoes. I wish the writers had focused on just a few plot lines and cut most of the crazy stunts.

At the end of the movie, the words “SPIDER-MAN WILL BE BACK” flashed across the screen, insinuating a sequel. Unfortunately, I won’t hand over another $13 to see it.

After seeing the movie, I am sure of one thing: Tobey Maguire will always be my Spider-Man.