The problem with fantasy is not the glaring plot-holes, or huge leaps in logic, it's the tiny, insignificant details that fanboys obsess over. Take for instance: Spider-Man's web-shooters. Spider-Man is bitten by a radioactive spider, thus gaining super-powers and not dying from a combination of radiation/spider-venom poisoning. His powers do not include, however, the ability to spin webs like a spider. Why? Who knows. Perhaps being able to shoot webs out of your wrists was considered too silly by creator Stan Lee, but I highly doubt that of the man. Instead, Stan Lee decided to focus on the science-minded aspect of his character, Peter Parker, and had him invent his own web-shooters, presumably from everyday items and his chemistry set. It's fairly far-fetched but then again it's basically just silly-string. It's certainly not as odd-ball as an ordinary spider becoming so completely radioactive after a split-second burst of radiation during a scientific demonstration which is supposedly so safe that people are able to watch up close without any kind of protective gear or equipment that it's able to pass on all of it's D.N.A. to a human being who mutates only enough to inherit the positive aspects of being a spider without growing eye-clusters, extra legs, etc.. In a sense, web-slinging was the key idea for Spider-Man, and the whole relative strength of a spider was just tagged on after, just like Wolverine was a Canadian with claws before they tacked on the mutant healing powers. It's what people take the most away from him. Without that, he's just a guy who sticks to walls like a human booger.
So dirt-poor Peter Parker creates these fabulous devices that can shoot steel-strong, sticky webs a ridiculously long distance for next to nothing cost-wise, and he proceeds to try and make money as a professional wrestler instead of marketing the web-shooters. It never occurs to him when he's trying to buy a car, or else trying to scrape together some extra money so Aunt May can pay the bills to go over to his friend, Mr.Fantastic, or Iron Man and say, "Look, I've got this invention and I want to try to sell it." Instead, he spends the rest of his life scrapping with thugs who kill his girlfriends and working for a man he hates without any kind of promise of a permanent position.
The web-shooters are the ultimate non-lethal weapon. Some crook trying to make a break for it? Web him. Someone pulls a knife on you? Web him. Helicopter about to crash into the World Trade Centre (pre-9/11 Spider-Man movie trailer reference bonanza!). Web it.
When the Spider-Man movie came out they tweaked it so Spidey now has organic web shooters, which are far more disgusting. That's bodily fluids sticking to the Green Goblin's mask like Japanese Bukkake. If I was Norman Osbourne, I'd kill his girlfriend too. Ever wonder why Spider-Man has so many people with grudges against him? That's why.The comics followed likewise with very little in the way of explanation. Previously, with the black costume Spider-Man, he was able to spin webs organically, although it was the costume doing the work.
There's so much B.S. involved in the Spider-Man origin story, even in the reworked genetically altered spider version, that none of it makes sense. Changing the fact that Spider-Man no longer invents the web-shooters does not make more sense. It's just like in the first Hulk movie where they say that his dad tinkers with his genetic makeup before nanobots and gamma radiation fucks him up more somehow is more palatable than saying he got hit by an experimental bomb that fucked up his D.N.A..
Star Wars is the ultimate source of this fanboy wrath, with people arguing over who shot first, or if a parsec is a unit of time or measurement, that they completely ignore the fact that everything in the movie is a complete bullshit lie perpetrated by a deranged madman. Much of the first three movies were spent explaining minor plot points in the last three movies, effectively wasting precious time and further convoluting every point of contention. Minichlorians. Need I say more?
So why do we do it? Why are people so taken in by the illusion of the illusion that they have to start poking holes into thin air? There's no arguments you can make to make everything seem more real. The answer to any question you might have about the work is that the creator was a complete hack.
Humans are naturally curious creatures, so obviously we want to know how things work, even when we know that logically they cannot. That's why there's books mapping out the blueprints for the Starship Enterprise. It's like putting together a model kit that doesn't look like anything when it's done.
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