Review: Snakes on a Plane

I went to go see Snakes on a Plane tonight. It felt like a porn film without the porn (well, except that one scene in the bathroom where the girl's having sex with the guy, and gets donked in the knockers by the snake). The acting and dialogue were mere devices for the snakefest. That said, this film was highly enjoyable, because it had Samuel Jackson and also because it made no pretenses at being a good film. Whoever tried to call it "Pacific Air 121" clearly wanted to lose the studio a lot of money. "Pacific Air 121" would have been a terrible movie. "Snakes on a Plane" was great precisely because it was terrible, and didn't attempt to pass as a good film. I would recommend this film. It's a social phenomenon, Samuel Jackson is a G, and people get mauled by snakes in hilarious ways. Don't set your bar high, because this film will fail to meet expectations. Go with some buddies, just laugh at the badness, and you will have a good time.

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