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Monday, August 28, 2006

Serpents on an Aircraft

As you might guess from the title of this post, this past weekend I had the opportunity to see the cinema masterpiece Snakes on a Plane. This movie has received quite a bit of attention on the internet and, as Slag has recently pointed out, on this blog.

This movie stars Samuel L. Jackson as Samuel L. Jackson, a trash talking toughguy with a heart of gold. Oh, I suppose there was a character there for him to play- some sort of badass cop- but if the characterization had been any more slight it would have burned off under the harsh lights of a movie set. This movie was not really about the characters, or at least not the human characters.

No, this movie was about the titular snakes which, as you might imagine, were indeed on a plane. We were treated to a lengthy film depicting all sorts of reptilian mayhem performed by a collection of movie serpents just a few steps up in quality from the toy snakes I used to throw at my sister when I was a kid.* In perfect honesty, these were some of the least realistic fake snakes I have ever seen in a major motion picture. They were also behaving in decidedly non-snakelike ways. For example: biting, and hanging on while the victim screamed and flailed like crack-smoking Jerry Lewis.

So, based on all of this, you might expect Snakes on a Plane to be a pretty terrible movie. And you'd be right. The thing is though, it crosses over the terrible line into the realm of utterly hysterical. This is a movie that actually has an understanding that it is named "Snakes on a Plane." It isn't named, "Snakes bring two people together through a stressful situation." Nor is it named, "Discovering the meaning of life through adversity." It isn't even named, "Crazy fucker just had to bring his work home with him." No, this movie is called "Snakes on a Plane," and it focusses on, well, what it might be like if a shitload of snakes were onboard a plane. Oh, and if the snakes all happened to be venomous (or deadly in some other fashion- there was at least one constrictor present) and suicidally homicidal. When you combine that with the line that I am sure is destined for infamy, "I'm tired of these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!" you have a real winner.

If you have some time, go check it out. If you don't, wait for it to come to video. Either way, it's well worth it.

And frankly, after having seen it, I think I'm much more interested in the ethnographic footage from "Deconstructing Playing with Snakes on a Plane." Who wouldn't like that during a slow day at the ASAs?

* I wouldn't feel too sorry for my sister, though. She's older and my tossing a snake at her would usually be followed by a thorough whupping. Doubtless this sequence of events is what has prepared me so well for the process of academic journal submissions.

1 Comments:

Blogger Slag said...

When the TDEC and I went to see Snakes on a Plane on the Friday of its opening weekend, nearly everyone in the theatre screamed aloud the lines:

"Enough is enough! I'm tired of these muthafuckin' SNAKES on this muthafuckin' plane!"

And applauded at the end of the movie. It was brilliant.

The TDEC also informs me that the title of the movie in Dutch is Slangen op een Vliegtuig, which I think is even funnier.

Monday, August 28, 2006 1:59:00 PM  

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