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Monday, March 27, 2006


Snakes. On a Plane. And that's about it.
Harry’s article helped turn Snakes on a Plane into a running joke in Hollywood, where the project would occasionally go out for casting, prompting chuckles and interest from agents desperate to land work for their washed-up ex-television heartthrob clients (I’m sure Kerr Smith was a first choice for casting throughout). As The Hollywood Reporter explains in the above-linked, fairly well-researched article, no one who valued their public image had any interest in working on such a risible piece of junk (I’ve read the script, and, well, there’s not much there beyond the title). Indeed, it took a true visionary like Samuel L. Jackson to understand the blunt greatness of the title, assume the starring role, and ensure that New Line not sully the film’s cult cachet by falling back on a rejected alternative moniker for Final Destination.
I disagree with all the comparisons between this movie and Blair Witch. Blair Witch's producers used the internets to insinuate that the story in the film was true. SoaP is using the internets, through fans, to describe how horrible this film is going to be, and that the entire film can be summed up by the title. [SPOILER ALERT! There are snakes. On a plane.] Just as the Reuters article from last week got picked up by CNN, the buzz in my office for SoaP is growing, amongst computer dorks and regular nerds alike. But here's where we agree: This campy one sentence premise of a movie can't hold this amount of momentum 'till its scheduled August release date. We need SoaP NOW!



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