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Sunday, August 20, 2006


Two days after it opened, I finally made it to see the greatest movie Hollywood has turned out in many, many years. Of course, I'm talking about Snakes on a Motha-fuckin' Plane. One word, AWESOME! First of all, to its detractors, let me just say that you have nothing to complain about. How many times have you been duped into going to what you thought was a serious movie, only to find that it sucked? Well, no such disappointment here. SoaP lives up to every one of its expectations. First, you've got Samuel L. Jackson overacting and shouting. Second, you've got snakes. On a plane. And that's about it. How can you go wrong with a premise like that? You can't. SoaP delivers!

What I found interesting about this movie is that it didn't waste time trying to take non sequiturs of the story line and try to make you believe them. No, SoaP takes the holes in the story line, whether they were technical or just down right ridiculous, and blows them out the window. Sometimes literally.

SoaP seemed to take every overblown Hollywood stereotype of the poorly written screenplay and run with them, full throttle. The audience I was in was laughing hysterically at the ridiculous snakebites and even more absurd reactions of the characters. Throw in a dead pilot, and you're riding that 747 full of clichés all the way to the ground at LAX.

Hollywood is never so trite as when it tries to take itself too seriously. Trying to peddle serious issues with bad acting, CGI, and poorly written dialog just reveals how horrible they are at connecting with the rest of the world. SoaP is no pretense and all entertainment. Don't look for it at the Oscars, but if you want 90 minutes of brain candy, check it out.

It's already #1 this weekend.



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