The weird things is, after thinking this over, I'm now sidnig with Robert Anthony. I gone from feeling absolute horror that hollywood would allow such a thing to be made, to thinking that this just might be the pinacal of cinema in 2006. I can't stop thinking about it, the simple beuty of the title, the concept, just brilliant.
Since their fangs won't show up on the x-ray machine and there's nothing in their bodies that will trigger an explosives detector, they just go through the usual security checks like everyone else. To the check-in crew and the security guards, an anaconda in an hawaiian shirt is just another regular Joe off on vacation. That's the devilish cunning of the plan - it's so simple ...
Snakes on a motherfucking plane, man. C'mon. Look at the thread. look what happens. If you're in a group of people larger than three, and you see that poster, or you see that ad--you're going to see the movie. it's just going to happen. Your brain will not allow you to pass up the opportunity to watch something that WILLFULLY and PROUDLY calls itself "Snakes on a Plane" with a straight face.
I can literally say that I saw CHUD in the theater. I can literally say I saw Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo in the theater. Do I really want to risk not being able to say I saw Snakes on a Plane in the theater?