But you don't want to hear about my knee. You want to hear about SNAKES!!

[kellinator]

Snakes on a Plane was everything it promised. It had snakes... on a plane... and Samuel L. Jackson... dropping f-bombs. Really, what's not to love?

The snakes did not look totally realistic to me, plus I was very well-lubricated with rum, so it was not the single most terrifying experience of my life, though I did spend a lot of time cowering on James' shoulder and screaming every time a snake lunged. Also, I was sitting between James and Elli and they kept poking me with the rubber snakes we brought and cackling evilly.

Earlier in the summer Poseidon pissed me off with its casual racism and sexism. Snakes on a Plane is the anti-Poseidon in that regard, and I really like the comparisons to '70s-era disaster movies, with a small group banding together to survive. And, of course, Samuel L. Jackson looked like he was having a motherfucking blast.

My verdict: Two snakes up!

(I'm still scared of snakes though.)

Comments

[jesshelga.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, exactly: your knee equals pfft. SoaP!!~~~!!

How did Bobby Cannavale look? Tall? Dark? Handsome? All three? Because really, beyond the expletives and the guy-gets-poison-in-his-johnson scene, that's really what's going to draw me out to the theater.

[kellinator.livejournal.com]

I'm embarrassed to say I have no idea who Bobby Cannavale is! I'm sorry!

[jesshelga.livejournal.com]

Seriously, though, I hope your knee feels better soon. Next to back pain, knee pain is the worst for being disabling and frustrating.

And this is Bobby Cannavale. (http://imdb.com/gallery/granitz/4770/Events/4770/BobbyCanna_Pimen_8696814_400.jpg?path=pgallery&path_key=Cannavale,%20Bobby)

[kellinator.livejournal.com]

I still don't remember which one he was, but he's cute!

[paradoxicalme.livejournal.com]

He was the FBI agent in the office. (I love IMDb.)