Tom Holland's 5 Best Marvel Movies, Ranked

Spider-Man: No Way Home is Holland’s best because it forces Peter through consequence after consequence until he’s stripped down to the core of who he is. The identity reveal turns his life into a public cage, and the movie makes you feel the pressure on every part of him — school, friendships, safety, reputation. Peter’s desperation pushes him toward Doctor Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) and the spell, and the disaster that follows feels like the cost of one impulsive, emotional decision that spirals beyond control.

Then the villains arrive and the movie turns into an ethical stress test. Peter keeps trying to save them because that’s the Spider-Man instinct: help first, even when it’s dangerous. The apartment fight is intense because Peter’s confidence gets ripped away in real time. And the mid-movie loss hits like a punch because it’s consequence that changes Peter’s posture, his voice, his choices. All in all, Holland plays Peter as someone who’s grown up fast and paid for it, and the final decision lands as heartbreaking and heroic because you understand exactly what he’s giving up and why he does it anyway.

Avengers: Infinity War gave you Peter at his most heroic and most terrified. He senses the ship above New York and you can see the decision form on his face before he even speaks, that he’s going to help. The fight on the street is fast, but what stays with you is how quickly Peter’s world escalates from neighborhood hero to space war.

The Titan section is peak Peter: smart, brave, and emotionally exposed. You see him problem-solve with the older heroes and still look like he can’t believe he’s there. Then the snap hits and Holland delivers one of the MCU’s most brutal moments because it’s so specific. Peter doesn’t fade out like a soldier. He clings, he panics, he apologizes, and you feel the horror through his voice because he’s still a kid begging for safety. That scene stays in your body after the credits.

Captain America: Civil War is the entrance that made people instantly trust Holland as Spider-Man. Peter is introduced as a regular Queens kid with a homemade suit, a cheap setup, and a brain that won’t stop firing. He’s funny in a natural way, nervous talking, overexplaining, trying to sound chill while meeting literal legends. Tony shows up in his bedroom and the scene sells Peter’s life in minutes: Aunt May (Marisa Tomei) nearby, Peter scrambling, and a teenager trying to act normal while his world changes forever.

The airport fight is the showcase, but what makes it memorable is the character: Peter’s excitement, his awe, the way he’s still a kid playing in the big leagues. He’s quipping because he’s nervous and hyped, and Holland makes that feel like instinct. Then the movie gives him a quiet gut-punch: after being so eager to prove himself, he comes home wrecked, apologizing, trying to hide bruises. It’s the perfect Spider-Man tone, big hero moment followed by real consequence in a small room.

Avengers: Endgame doesn’t give Peter much screen time, but Holland makes every second count because he plays him like a kid who just woke up from a nightmare and sprinted back into a war. When Peter returns, his energy hits like a rush, pure relief that he’s alive and pure urgency that he has to help. The way he talks to Tony is the emotional core: Peter’s rambling “I’m sorry / I tried” panic feels like something a teenager would say when he’s desperate to make things right with the adult he idolizes.

Then the final battle happens and Peter becomes chaos and courage in one body swinging through explosions, trying to do the job, trying not to die, still cracking with fear. The “I don’t want to go” echo sitting behind him makes his presence heavier, even in the big spectacle. And when Tony’s end comes, Peter’s reaction lands with that raw, small grief that cuts through CGI: it feels like a kid losing his anchor in public and not knowing where to put his hands. His reaction made Stark’s loss feel exponentially harder to embrace.

Spider-Man: Far From Home is Peter trying to breathe after trauma. He wants a normal trip, wants to impress MJ, and wants the world to stop asking him to be the next Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.). You feel the weight in small choices: dodging responsibility, handing the adult decisions to someone else, chasing a moment of teenage peace. Then Mysterio (Quentin Beck (Jake Gyllenhaal)) enters as the exact kind of “cool mentor” Peter is vulnerable to: charming, validating, and perfectly positioned to steer a grieving kid.

The film earns its place because the illusion sequences are a direct attack on Peter’s mind. The “what’s real” terror is Peter getting emotionally manipulated until he can’t trust his own senses. When the mask drops, it’s infuriating and satisfying at once because you watched Peter choose trust and get punished for it. And by the end, Peter’s win feels like growth: he learns how to see through spectacle and hold onto truth, right before the ending yanks the floor out from under his life.