I bet it is amazing and incredible and totally lives up to my expectations in every way imaginable.
Is this the movie about the pageant?
I'm so glad it's out because by now I'm totally sick of the joke. Yeah yeah, snakes on a motherfucking plane, yeah yeah.
Hey, we wanted a Little Miss Sunshine thread! What's this dreck?
Pwned by Smasher, yet again.
Ignore #1, since Ned is a man. I think the title of this post is fucking brilliant. Well done.
The NPR reviewer was shouting "There are fire ants in this motherfucking condominium," which pretty much made me aspirate my drink.
7: The message is clear: you can capitalize words. Letters are not words, no matter what your older linguist friend told you when you were a kid.
I disagree with #9's contention that "I" should not be capitalized.
But you see, that's exactly my point.
I am now ready to proclaim this the greatest work of art ever created by mankind. I mean...there are really snakes! On that motherfucking plane! So, so money.
Everyone here hates me and you can motherfucking tell me so.
I am not ashamed to admit to my hatred of Gary.
I knew that, w-lfs-n, but why do you hate me? Why?
Do you hate my snakes? Do you hate them on the plane?
I bet it's your anti-Semitism.
I do not hate them on a plane; I do not hate them in the rain.
You probably hate Pluto, w-lfs-n. Why do you hate Pluto?
13: Hey, I got a call from that thing this morning. Was rather startling to hear, while hungover and delirious, Samuel L. Jackson yelling at me about...you know, snakes.
Probably the dumbest idea for any movie, ever, but you know what? Totally fun to watch. It helped that we were at a drive-in, which automatically makes anything more fun, we (well, Rah) had beer and we could smoke and eat cheap corndogs.
During the soft-core scene, the mom in the car next to us was yelling at her kids, "Eyes closed! Eyes closed! Eyes closed!" (pause) "EYES CLOSED! CLOSE THOSE EYES!" Frankly, that made it even better.
And yes, I got over being scared of flying and scared of snakes enough to watch and enjoy the movie. I mean, eventually (and by eventually I mean about five seconds into the movie) even I could not help realizing what an incredibly dumb thing it would be for me to be bothered by it, and I just got over it.
I saw it at one of those "eat and drink while you watch" places (Austin's Alamo Drafthouse) and it was a lot of fun.
One observation: there's this line where
SPOILER ALERT, sort of, EYES CLOSED! EYES CLOSED!!
Jackson, after being informed by the musicsnake specialist that the snakes must be all hyped up on pheromones, says something like "So we're not just dealing with snakes, we're dealing with snakes on crack?".
But the Snake Vision looked to me like it was induced by ketamine, not crack.