Folks, I had no expectations when I went to see Snakes on a Plane this evening. People were worried that it would not live up to the hype but I wasn’t worried about that. I didn’t even CARE if it did or didn’t. I went to see Snakes on a Plane because it was something special. A film that got to where it was purely on blog hype and mostly unmanufactured hype at that. The world saw the hilarity of such a simply title and just ran with it. This might not be ever reproduced, anything that comes after is just going to sound cheesy and too blatant.
So no, I didn’t care if it was terrible because I would at least be seeing something unique. But the movie did me one better. It was actually a hell of a lot of fun to watch. It’s pure B-movie. It’s silly. You’re going to laugh at things that aren’t meant to be funny. You’ll start guessing who’s going to die and who won’t. It has a few jumps and a few surprises. It’s even a bit more grotesque than I expected. All in all, a pretty good ride.
I imagine it’ll be even better when you can get it on DVD and invite your wise-ass friends over to give it a MST3K treatment. I had a few of those in the audience tonight and while they were trying way to hard at first, they calmed down and timed their riffs nicely towards the end.
Seriously, I’m glad this movie was made. It’s proof that a movie studio doesn’t always have to spend millions upon millions of dollars to make a film we will watch in a theater. Sometimes all you need is to make a movie that doesn’t take itself very seriously. Nice job.