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Well, me and my parents just got back from a nightly viewing of Snakes on a Plane. Now, with that as a title, you can't expect this to be much more than a cult film.
It's so much more than that.
This is a film where it is acceptable for people to scream at the screen, recite lines, and giggle at gruesome demises. That's the real fun of Snakes. Audience Interaction.
The film starts off with a picture-like view of Hawaii. The films pretty boy rides his dirtbike up a wide hillside. You get some of the plot down. Gangster murders his father, who was prosecuting him. You get the picture. Because of this, said pretty boy (Who never really gets seen for the rest of the movie) is taken by a bad-ass Samuel Jackson onto a normal, albeit doomed, plane.
The snakes are released, and hell ensues. The film directors did something perhaps unintentional. Many characters die, but you enjoy seeing them get bitten. You never get any attachments to them, so you're not put off when someone you like dies. However, Jackson is likable, which is needed for his role.
The movie is filled with stereotypes, but they all add to the film. Of course, who can't forget the Snakes. The killings were imaginative to say the least. The dialogue is also enjoyable. It's so cheesy that it oozes melted cheddar, from the famous 'I'm tired of this mother fucking snakes on this mother fucking plane!' to 'It sucks to be you'.
All in all, I would recommend seeing this, just to enjoy a crowd poking fun at the movie.
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