Friday, August 18, 2006

Snakes. On a plane.

Sorry for the lack of posting, I've been getting moved in to Ames. I'm living in an apartment (albeit university owned) this year on the north side of campus with some other AFROTC cadets. Tarmac Saturday should be ready for tomorrow; we're looking at the F-89 and F-94. But that's not the real news. The real news is that (Motherfuckin') Snakes on a (motherfuckin) plane came out yesterday. Samuel L. Jackson. Snakes. On a plane. What more do you need? A really good, really camp movie. Probably made all the better by the fact that I saw it in a packed theater in a college town where half the theater was quoting all the lines, and the other half was throwing out random comments during the entire movie. Also made better by there either only being a few good actors in the film (Samuel L. Jackson, a couple of the stewardesses, and Champ from Anchorman) or by the entire cast realizing what the film was and really camping the performance up. Which is likely, because the production company wanted to change the name to Pacific Flight 121; Samuel L. Jackson said that the movie he made was called Snakes on a Plane, and that's what it was going to be.

Bottom line is that if you are between the ages of 17 and 25, you must see this movie.