Barely emotional. Barely funny. Barely mediocre. From this pattern, it can be deducted that Venom: The Last Dance is a passable movie that doesn't do enough right to feel like an epic send off, or do anything inherently wrong to be worth complaining about. It's just fine.
Tom Hardy is once again the easy stand-out as Eddie Brock, using the same janky physical actions as Venom manipulates his movements to an entertaining degree. The humour is the same safe but fine lines of dialogue that either evoke a chuckle or short exhale of breath. The action scenes escalate in levels of excitement throughout the film, with the final act especially delivering some really fun mayhem. And being the supposed final film of the trilogy, there are some surprisingly tender moments sprinkled in, but aren't frequent enough to draw any real emotion.
As aforementioned, the humour is fine but there's one particular segment of the film in Las Vegas that feels too ridiculous and reckless in the context of the movie. Moreover, the story sets up rules that either get contradicted, forgotten, or straight up ignored for the sake of 'cool' scenes. Aside from Eddie and Venom, the rest of the cast of characters come off as either underutilised, underdeveloped, or unnecessary. Chiwetel Ejiofor and Rhys Ifans feel criminally wasted, Juno Temple and Clark Backo undermine each other as their characters could've been just compiled into one due to their similar traits, and Stephen Graham and Peggy Lu don't do much to feel properly utilised, especially Graham, who's character felt like was building up to a bigger pay-off than what we got. And the antagonist Knull was so sidelined that there's not much more to say about him other than 'he was in the movie'.
In conclusion, for what Venom: The Last Dance can't deliver in a concise plot or compelling side characters, it manages to make up for it with fun symbiote action and mostly entertaining and semi-heartfelt sequences.
