Haven't you seen my movies?

Someone in our extended UCLA network suggested we all go to the 10pm Thursday show of Snakes on a Plane. The Internet buzz has been inescapable, and we're Samuel L. Jackson fans, so we thought this was a great idea.

There were snakes. On a plane. The extra gore and boobies, added after blogs took this idea and ran with it, were worth it, I guess. The whole package did live up to the hype as an enjoyable throwback to B movies.

Most of that enjoyment was the crowd, though: snake toys thrown around, lots of hissing for dramatic effect. It is weird to hear a tag line from a film we all had never seen yelled at the screen in unison, even if it was born from the Internet and only added to the film in post production because rabid pre-fans demanded it.

Go see this over the weekend, but try and actually find the annoying crowds of audience hooligans for once...