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and I must say, Snakes on a Plane exceeded all of my expectations. I can't remember both entering and exiting a theater this excited about a film. Generally I'm either really stoked going in and then dissappointed by the filmmakers vision, or I'm not expecting much and surprised when I like the movie. In this case my expectations were moderate, it's a movie about snakes on a plane, I knew it wasn't going to be Citizen Kane. I love Sam Jackson and I'm even willing to forgive his missteps(cough, Formula 51, cough, The Man), but I knew there was potential gold in mixing the Baddest Mutha F***er in Hollywood with killer animals(see Deep Blue Sea). It helped that the crowd was great and I was quickly swept up in the enthusiasm of the audience. Did the CGI snakes look computer generated? Absolutely. Was the plot ridiculous? Uh, yeah. But that's ok, it's not Shakespeare and doesn't have to be. Besides who wants to sit through a movie with a complex multilinear plot structure, and throughly fleshed out characters when its 96 degrees outside? You'll overheat your brain, in the summer you should stick to material that's more viscerally reactive and believe me SOAP delivers that. Think of the most preposterously entertaining and visually arresting ways a person can be bitten by a snake. Snakes on a Plane has your personal snakebite fetish covered. Add in your gratuitous B movie T & A, a healthy dose of camp, fantastically terrible dialogue, and a highly unlikely albeit satisfying ending, and you have Snakes on a Plane. You should see it, and when you do lean back and enjoy the tasty cheese.




He's tired of all the mutha f***ing snakes!