Snakes on a Motherf*cking plane

Last night I watched the Samuel L. Jackson interview on the Daily Show. The topic of conversation was, obviously, SNAKES ON A PLANE.

I couldn't believe how much enthusiasm he had for the film. It's like he loved making it, and wanted to share it with the rest of the world. Yeah, it's a goofball movie, and filmie snobs will probably trash it. Who cares? It's a movie that the internet asked for, so they shall receive.

I hope it does well. I'll likely see it tomorrow night at 10 pm (I'm guessing the early start is so the west coast won't hear about how bad it is from the people on the east coast), and I rarely go to a movie in a theater.

Why don't I? It has to do with hating the noise from other viewers, being stuck in a small chair, not being able to pause it or go to the bathroom, and having to deal with whining kids.

Why will I go see Snakes on a Plane? The first reason is that I won't care about the noise, or the laughing/talking audience. I'm expecting a campy thriller that makes the viewers laugh unintentionally. I'm expecting it to be ridiculous. I'm expecting to be able to hear all the good lines despite ambient drivel, because everyone knows that Samuel L. Jackson can't whisper. I'm expecting to leave entertained, even if the movie is worse than Plan 9 from Outer Space.

The second reason that I'll see it is that I really want it to do well. I want it to send the message that people will go to a movie that they want to see. I want the producers to sit back and realize that people will pay A rates for a B movie if it's fun. I want them to realize that the $100M they've been throwing into garbage remakes of bad originals isn't being recouped because people have been snake bitten too many times by crap that they don't like.

Though it didn't create it, the internet surely allowed this film to be made. Without blogs, the movie gets renamed to Pacific Air 121 and is rated PG. 150 people go see it, and then 150 people get sued for downloading it and seeing that it sucks rather than pay $10.50 to sit in a dirty cinema with jackass teenagers. Instead, they made a movie where you don't mind that popcorn is flying around, and cell phones are going off every 15 minutes.

In those ways, I think that Snakes on a Plane is the perfect movie to see in a theater, rather than something to watch at home in peace and quiet. If I were analyzing it, I'm sure I'd think it sucked.

And I haven't even seen it yet. But I can't wait to see how they get those motherfucking snakes off that motherfucking plane.