"I'm sick of these motherfuck'n snakes on this motherfuck'n plane!" Yes, I thought it was long overdue to review the latest champion of bad movies in Snakes on a Plane. This movie delivers on what it's selling! You're going to see snakes wreak havoc on a motherfuck'n plane! What else would anyone want when purchasing tickets for a movie called Snakes on a Plane? There are Snakes on a frick'n Plane for god's sake! This could have gone the over the top campy route, with it's matter of fact title, but instead it stuck to the Bad Movie format; keep it simple, bad and fun. Easier said than done. It's a fine line to walk and brilliant when it is executed in this way. First of all it doesn't get hung up with, or waste too much time with the hows and the whys. Action! Dirt-biker sees murder! Action! Crime-boss wants to eliminate dirt-biking witness who is now under the protective custody of Samuel L. boarding a plane. Snake action on a plane!

Another point is an age-old trick of bad movies, character development of characters you really don't care about and would rather see meet a grizzly death. S.o.a.P. does this and more! Sure this movie kills off a few of those unsavory characters, but it doesn't hold back at throwing unknowns into harms way. Practically an entire plane full of people we didn't want to know, we'll never actually get to know, but we do get to enjoy the pleasure of their collective demise. There are several other examples of how this film follows the classic bad movie format, but the last I will mention is this: if you're going to have sex during a movie called Snakes on a Plane, you're going to die. If you're going to have sex while simultaneously joining the mile high club, you're not only going to die, your going to get bit on the titty! Sweet snake on a titty! This is just one of many creative ways the snakes get it on (my favorite involved an annoying punting sized little dog . . . priceless!) Once you see it I don't think you'll ever get sick of those motherfuck'n snakes on that motherfuck'n plane!

Hamlin Grade: 6.5

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