While practicing motocross in Hawaii, Sean Jones witnesses the brutal murder of an important American prosecutor by the powerful mobster Eddie Kim. He is protected and persuaded by the FBI agent Neville Flynn to testify against Eddie in Los Angeles. They embark in the red-eye Flight 121 of Pacific Air, occupying the entire first-class. However, Eddie dispatches hundred of different species of snakes airborne with a time operated device in the luggage to release the snakes in the flight with the intent of crashing the plane. Neville and the passengers have to struggle with the snakes to survive. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
The fake working title that was written on the clappers was Anaconda 3. See more »
When Flynn goes down into the cargo bay and resets the outflow valve circuit breaker, it is shown to be a large industrial type electrical switch such as is used in house or commercial structures. There are no breakers like this on any aircraft. Instead they use remote controlled circuit breakers to control large electrical relays in the system. In addition, the ceiling of the "cargo bay" shows taped drywall joints and the walls appear to be cinder blocks - materials highly unlikely to be used on a modern aircraft. See more »
$25,000 Pyramid Clues: Deep Blue Sea. Tremors. Slither. Eight Legged Freaks.
Pyramid Category: Movies that were funnier and more thrilling than Snakes on a Plane.
Hell, with that definition I'd have to include the relatively harrowing journey of Ted and Elaine in Airplane! as superior to Snakes in both laughs and thrills.
The sad truth is that this isn't even close to the mother of all unintentionally intentional funny snake movies: Anaconda! Besides the never to be seen again casting of JLo-Cube-O.Wilson-Stoltz-Wuhrer in the same flick, you had Jon Voight pulling off the all-time cinematic heist. His final scene alone represents everything SOAP tried and failed to do as a "so-ludicrous-it's-fun" movie.
In the end, Snakes on a Plane is definitive proof that studio execs and fanboys make the worst collaborators possible. Every big scene had been discussed and dissected so much the last year, all that was left to amuse by opening night was the amount of fanboy flop-sweat that had to be mopped up at my theater. I heard more forced laughs here than at a studio taping for "According to Jim".
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