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Nicolas Cage leads 'Spider-Noir' in first look at 1930s-set live-action Marvel series

Nicolas Cage leads 'Spider-Noir' in first look at 1930s-set live-action Marvel series

Express Tribune13-05-2025
Prime Video has unveiled the first image from its upcoming live-action series Spider-Noir, with Nicolas Cage taking centre stage in the title role. The series marks Cage's return to the Spider-Man franchise after voicing the noir version of the web-slinger in the animated hit Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse.
The initial look was released during Amazon's upfronts presentation and features Cage fully suited in the noir hero's signature black-and-white ensemble. He dons a fedora, white goggles, black trench coat, and webbed mask, mirroring the stylised aesthetic of his animated counterpart.
However, this new series is rooted more in the original Spider-Man Noir comic series rather than the Spider-Verse film canon.
Spider-Noir is set in 1930s New York and follows a weathered private investigator who is reluctantly pulled back into his former life as the city's masked protector. The show will be available in both black-and-white and colour versions, offering audiences a choice in viewing style.
Nicolas Cage is joined by a strong ensemble cast including Lamorne Morris, Brendan Gleeson, Abraham Popoola, Li Jun Li, Karen Rodriguez, and Jack Huston. A variety of guest stars will also appear, such as Lukas Haas and Amanda Schull.
The series is set to premiere in 2026, airing first on MGM+'s linear channel before launching globally on Prime Video. It is produced by Sony Pictures Television for MGM+ and Prime Video.
Directing the first episodes is Harry Bradbeer, known for Fleabag and Killing Eve. Showrunners Oren Uziel and Steve Lightfoot developed the series with the creative team behind Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, including Phil Lord, Christopher Miller, and Amy Pascal, who also serve as executive producers.
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