"snakes on a plane"
starring samuel l. jackson and juliana margulies
directed by david r. ellis
viewed somewhere in st. louis, missouri
very simply, it's terrible and brilliant.
it's exactly what you'd expect from a movie with this title. in fact, i'm sure that they had a checklist instead of a script. but you know what? they actually went out of their way to embrace it by emphasizing how incredulous the plot is and how incompetent action scripts are. it intentionally had every cliche and melodramatic acting possible. it's all self-depreciating and utterly sarcastic.
and steve loves sarcasm.
i laughed. i got creeped out. and i had a blast.
and isn't that the point of a summer movie?