Not knowing with 'em
Never gonna slow up in 'em
Ready to step in momentum
Thinking it's time to go get 'em
They ain't gonna know what hit 'em
(When they get bitten with the)
The movie is just prologue to that, pretty much. Hardy plays Eddie Brock, host of The Brock Report, an apparently big-media-backed TV magazine covering local San Francisco news. His muckraking is of the Michael Moore school —basically, he just accuses rich slimeballs of high crimes to their faces on camera. That Eddie's boss has a huge office in the Transamerica Pyramid, but Eddie appears to wallow in filth like some alt-weekly refugee, is one of the film's lesser mysteries. Eddie's fiancee, Anne (Michelle Williams, working at maybe 15 percent capacity), is an attorney who happens to represent Musk-like tech-bro Carlton Drake (Riz Ahmed), whom Eddie is investigating for ...
... performing drug trials on homeless people. In horror-movie code, Eddie's body-snatching by the intelligent tar-colored space-goo that Drake is keeping in his secret lab could be read as karmic payback for hacking Williams' email to aid his investigation—an underhanded move that gets both Eddie and Anne fired.
Perhaps the 25 percent of the movie that Hardly claims was amputated dealt with Eddie's spiral into debt and despondency after Annie dumps him, because in the movie as released she's in a relationship, with nice-guy surgeon Reid Scott what appears to be the very next day. Anyway, Eddie's struggles to find a new gig while oily tentacles are shooting out of his body in response to even minor discomforts are the most diverting section part of the film, if only because Hardy is fully committed in a way no other actor here is. Had this thing been greenlit at the 1990s apex of Venom's popularity as a comic book character, it almost certainly would've starred Jim Carrey. So we all dodged a bullet there.
Anyway: Venom starts talking to Eddie. In an Auto-tuned Cookie Monster voice audible only to him. We always thought that any alien intelligence shrewd enough to try to take our world would be vast, cool, and unsympathetic, but it turns out Venom isn't much different than the alien who starred in NBC's 1980s sitcom ALF: A pushy boor motivated mostly by his next snack. "Let's eat his head!" is a thing that Venom says more than once in Venom. He (?) is also surprisingly sensitive—he bristles at being called a parasite—and pragmatic. "Think of yourself as my ride," he tells Eddie, floating briefly outside of Eddie's body so they can talk eye-to, um, eye, heart-to, er, heart, man to extraterrestrial-of-indeterminate-gender. We all know this is heading towards a boring nocturnal CGI smackdown followed by a tee-up for a sequel, but Venom is at its deeply mediocre best in the scenes where the stakes are lowest.
What else? Jenny Slate, playing a scientist who has a fit of conscience over Drake's abuse of San Franciso's homeless population, contacts Eddie, gives him a business card identifying her specialty as Microbial Astral Ecology. Whatever that means, I can tell you this: Eminem said it better.
I latch onto you like a—parasite
And I probably ruined your parents' life
And your childhood too
'Cause if I'm the music that y'all grew up on
I'm responsible for you r******d fools
I'm the super villain Dad and Mom was losin' their marbles to
You marvel that? Eddie Brock is you
And I'm the suit, so call me—