Spider-Noir, Who Do You Think You Are?

Everything is shot with style and confidence, while the script contains just enough sharp dialogue and witty banter (even if it does occasionally veer into screwball comedy territory when it occurs between men and women) to keep it aligned with the templates of the past. And Cage fans, of course, will have Cage to keep them going too. Non-Cage fans (hi!) need not fear either. For us, he should always appear in shows as heavily stylised and as mannered as possible, so that what we cannot help but parse as dreadful affectation shows up less starkly and, at its best, begins to look credible. And he is ably assisted/his weaknesses disguised by great performances from Karen Rodriguez as a sassy secretary, Janet; by Lamorne Morris as Reilly’s tenacious newshound buddy Robbie Robertson; and by Gleeson as the scary villain – all the more so for reliance on terror rather than superstrength.
Lucy Mangan, The Guardian

Even before discovering the rich acting legacy of Bugs Bunny (inspired, of course, by Clark Gable in the protean romcom It Happened One Night), Cage has long been one of Hollywood’s most ridiculous stars – a loony toon in a straight-laced world. He’s always at his best in a project dialled into his specific frequency of ridiculousness – and frolicking about, boggle-eyed, in Spider-Noir he is free to be his finest, most absurd self. If only all superhero shows were as serious about being silly.
Ed Power, The Telegraph

Ball always has an upbeat energy but there was also an undertow of sadness to this series opener. She started and ended the hour by explaining how much she wished she was delving into the family ancestry with her mother, Julia, who died in 2024 (and who, interestingly, Ball had been estranged from for nine years while growing up).

It framed the hour with a sense of wistfulness that made you feel sympathy for Ball as she explored “the stories that families tell and the stories that get hushed up”. Still, at least early on there was a warm meet-up with her dad, Johnny, looking the same delightful self at 87 as he did on Think of a Number all those years ago. It had them chuckling over his dad’s Stan Laurel-esque good humour, it made you think about the passing of generations, and… we were off.
James Jackson, The Times