SoaP
Holy Shit! after all of the months of buzz and anticipation, there's a legitimate worry that the movie would fall way short of expectations. the pressure build with the momentum. studio execs get nervous. the world grows skeptical that there's no way it'll live up the hype. that's fair. this movie, however, is not one of those movies. what a fantastic film.
i can't think of another movie where i laughed and screamed at the same time. my throat is actually sore. you know how, with babies, their laughter can turn to crying in almost record time? well, that was me. i'd start out with a scream that would magically warp into raucous laughter. the best part is that they sustained 2 hours with no real excitement but snakes. you'd think that'd be enough, but there are only so many ways that a snake can bite someone before it just gets lame. i would've loved to have been a fly on the wall of that process. a bunch of dudes devising innumerable ways of killing people with snakes. let me tell you, they left no stone unturned. i, obviously, can't tell you, but there were many times when the audience was yelling out "no" because they knew there was just no way the movie would go there...and then it did.
i went to the 10pm pre-showing tonight. i almost didn't go, because i tend to punk out of social engagements, especially when i'm alone. i'm so glad i bought the ticket on pure adrenaline. there was no better crowd to be there with. the beauty of the pre-show is that only die hards go to them. so, you know you're going to have a crowd that will not only thoroughly enjoy it, but will vocally enjoy it. the single best moment was the countdown. there's a timer to release the snakes and as it counted down the crowd was yelling out, "3...2...1...SNAKES!!!!!" excellent. when the anticipation for the next attack was building, people were hissing. of course, there were cheers for Samuel L. Jackson and you could hear a pin drop when he said his already famous line, "i've had it with these muthafuckin' snakes on this muthafuckin' plane." although, in truth, you really only heard, "i've had it with these muthafuckin' snakes" before the cheers rendered the rest of the line completely inaudible.
there was chanting, there was clapping, yelling, bottles thrown...i think i saw a shoe fly. these are things you can only get from the very first showing. no one's seen it before and everyone is there to purely enjoy the movie and revel in the experience. plus, everyone there is really young, so no one is concerned with composure. undoubtedly, the movie will get, at most, two stars. there were blaring plot holes and the concept is, naturally, absurd, but that's where the critics get it wrong. this not a movie to dissect. there are no parallels to draw or socio-anything issues to explore. not that you couldn't, you just shouldn't. the beauty of this movie is in the title. it is so painfully transparent that it's genius. so no matter how the plot meanders or what the actors say or do, you got exactly what you paid for...snakes on a plane.
entertainment in its purest form.
i can't think of another movie where i laughed and screamed at the same time. my throat is actually sore. you know how, with babies, their laughter can turn to crying in almost record time? well, that was me. i'd start out with a scream that would magically warp into raucous laughter. the best part is that they sustained 2 hours with no real excitement but snakes. you'd think that'd be enough, but there are only so many ways that a snake can bite someone before it just gets lame. i would've loved to have been a fly on the wall of that process. a bunch of dudes devising innumerable ways of killing people with snakes. let me tell you, they left no stone unturned. i, obviously, can't tell you, but there were many times when the audience was yelling out "no" because they knew there was just no way the movie would go there...and then it did.
i went to the 10pm pre-showing tonight. i almost didn't go, because i tend to punk out of social engagements, especially when i'm alone. i'm so glad i bought the ticket on pure adrenaline. there was no better crowd to be there with. the beauty of the pre-show is that only die hards go to them. so, you know you're going to have a crowd that will not only thoroughly enjoy it, but will vocally enjoy it. the single best moment was the countdown. there's a timer to release the snakes and as it counted down the crowd was yelling out, "3...2...1...SNAKES!!!!!" excellent. when the anticipation for the next attack was building, people were hissing. of course, there were cheers for Samuel L. Jackson and you could hear a pin drop when he said his already famous line, "i've had it with these muthafuckin' snakes on this muthafuckin' plane." although, in truth, you really only heard, "i've had it with these muthafuckin' snakes" before the cheers rendered the rest of the line completely inaudible.
there was chanting, there was clapping, yelling, bottles thrown...i think i saw a shoe fly. these are things you can only get from the very first showing. no one's seen it before and everyone is there to purely enjoy the movie and revel in the experience. plus, everyone there is really young, so no one is concerned with composure. undoubtedly, the movie will get, at most, two stars. there were blaring plot holes and the concept is, naturally, absurd, but that's where the critics get it wrong. this not a movie to dissect. there are no parallels to draw or socio-anything issues to explore. not that you couldn't, you just shouldn't. the beauty of this movie is in the title. it is so painfully transparent that it's genius. so no matter how the plot meanders or what the actors say or do, you got exactly what you paid for...snakes on a plane.
entertainment in its purest form.
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