The audio bit uses a Jackson sound-alike shouting, "I want these mother------- snakes off the mother------- plane!" Soon, the growing legion of fans added their voices as they demanded that that phrase also appear in the movie.
Apparently, the studio got the hint. When Ellis assembled Jackson and others for the recent shoot, the filmmakers added more gore, more death, more nudity, more snakes and more death scenes. And they shot a scene where Jackson does utter the line that fans have demanded.
Full Version: Snakes On A Plane
what movie?
snakes are scary
This is pretty hilarious. Figures that Samuel L. would attach himself to it.
The more I hear about this the more excited I get. I've been laughing about this for days, and everytime I think about it, it puts me in a good mood.
Haha...Snakes on a Plane...genius.
Haha...Snakes on a Plane...genius.
entertainment weekly started making fun of it about 6 months ago but instead of being mocked into obscurity people started to dig it - its gonna open huge
Get these mother****ing snakes off this mother****ing plane!
Get these mother****ing snakes off this mother****ing plane!
QUOTE (keith crime @ Thursday, March 23rd, 2006, 9:39 PM) 
Get these mother****ing snakes off this mother****ing plane!
When that line (or a similar variant) is spoken/shouted, I can guarantee the audience will erupt in cheering and applause. I'll be leading the way at my local cinema.
QUOTE (MDXS @ Friday, March 24th, 2006, 1:06 AM)
When that line (or a similar variant) is spoken/shouted, I can guarantee the audience will erupt in cheering and applause. I'll be leading the way at my local cinema.
I've only just heard about it, but I dont think i've ever been so excited about a bad movie.
man, this movie is going to be so awsome. when i first heard about it a few months ago i thought it was stupid and samuel l jackson was a moron. but now i realize that its the most genius marketing plan ever. this movie has so much hype built up for it already, and they havent even spent a dollar promoting it.
its actually going to be terrible, but thats whats so funny about it
its actually going to be terrible, but thats whats so funny about it
But Sam Jackson's pretty sure he's doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE. And if Sam Jackson thinks he's doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE...you're doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE.
Every time old school media takes a run at explaining the Snakes on a Plane phenomenon, which appears to not be flagging after seven or eight solid months of fiercely ironic anticipation, my inbox gets filled with missives from friends congratulating Collider on having kick-started the whole craze, and I despair. While I’m certainly proud that our little website did its part to indoctrinate impressionable young hipsters into the Church of SoaP (a religion preached almost daily by our friends at Defamer), none of this would be happening if Harry Knowles hadn’t first recognized the brilliant stupidity of the premise back in September of 2000 (sift through the talkback, and you might see a familiar interweb handle) when Paramount was planning to unleash the readymade cult classic on a moviegoing public that knew they liked snakes and liked planes, but didn’t know they loved them together.
Harry’s article helped turn Snakes on a Plane into a running joke in Hollywood, where the project would occasionally go out for casting, prompting chuckles and interest from agents desperate to land work for their washed-up ex-television heartthrob clients (I’m sure Kerr Smith was a first choice for casting throughout). As The Hollywood Reporter explains in the above-linked, fairly well-researched article, no one who valued their public image had any interest in working on such a risible piece of junk (I’ve read the script, and, well, there’s not much there beyond the title). Indeed, it took a true visionary like Samuel L. Jackson to understand the blunt greatness of the title, assume the starring role, and ensure that New Line not sully the film’s cult cachet by falling back on a rejected alternative moniker for Final Destination.
I always figured that New Line wasn’t all that happy about keeping the ridiculous title, but the fact that they approved five days of reshoots in Los Angeles intended to give the film a language-and-gore R-rating indicates that they’ve made their peace with this unexpected windfall of dubious hipster affection. And by refusing to engage in much overt publicity on their end, I think the studio, thus far, has handled it all fairly well. The fun goes out of these silly fascinations once the get co-opted by a corporate entity. The challenge will be whether the studio can reignite interest in the film once the feverish enthusiasm tapers off, which most assuredly will happen between now and the August 18th release date (that’ll be over a year since we ran our epoch-making article).
Until then, I assume more media outlets will waste column space trying to figure out why a bunch of twenty- and thirtysomethings are so out of their mind for Snakes on a Plane. Maybe it’s just that, for once in our spin-weary lives, we know exactly what we’re getting when we pass over our admission just by glancing at the marquee. Snakes. On. A. Plane. And, goddamn it, we like it.
Every time old school media takes a run at explaining the Snakes on a Plane phenomenon, which appears to not be flagging after seven or eight solid months of fiercely ironic anticipation, my inbox gets filled with missives from friends congratulating Collider on having kick-started the whole craze, and I despair. While I’m certainly proud that our little website did its part to indoctrinate impressionable young hipsters into the Church of SoaP (a religion preached almost daily by our friends at Defamer), none of this would be happening if Harry Knowles hadn’t first recognized the brilliant stupidity of the premise back in September of 2000 (sift through the talkback, and you might see a familiar interweb handle) when Paramount was planning to unleash the readymade cult classic on a moviegoing public that knew they liked snakes and liked planes, but didn’t know they loved them together.
Harry’s article helped turn Snakes on a Plane into a running joke in Hollywood, where the project would occasionally go out for casting, prompting chuckles and interest from agents desperate to land work for their washed-up ex-television heartthrob clients (I’m sure Kerr Smith was a first choice for casting throughout). As The Hollywood Reporter explains in the above-linked, fairly well-researched article, no one who valued their public image had any interest in working on such a risible piece of junk (I’ve read the script, and, well, there’s not much there beyond the title). Indeed, it took a true visionary like Samuel L. Jackson to understand the blunt greatness of the title, assume the starring role, and ensure that New Line not sully the film’s cult cachet by falling back on a rejected alternative moniker for Final Destination.
I always figured that New Line wasn’t all that happy about keeping the ridiculous title, but the fact that they approved five days of reshoots in Los Angeles intended to give the film a language-and-gore R-rating indicates that they’ve made their peace with this unexpected windfall of dubious hipster affection. And by refusing to engage in much overt publicity on their end, I think the studio, thus far, has handled it all fairly well. The fun goes out of these silly fascinations once the get co-opted by a corporate entity. The challenge will be whether the studio can reignite interest in the film once the feverish enthusiasm tapers off, which most assuredly will happen between now and the August 18th release date (that’ll be over a year since we ran our epoch-making article).
Until then, I assume more media outlets will waste column space trying to figure out why a bunch of twenty- and thirtysomethings are so out of their mind for Snakes on a Plane. Maybe it’s just that, for once in our spin-weary lives, we know exactly what we’re getting when we pass over our admission just by glancing at the marquee. Snakes. On. A. Plane. And, goddamn it, we like it.
wow, that is impressive.
Sure to be a cult movie classic.
I just read that the producers are doing some reshoots and edits to secure a firm R rating, which will make it that much better...lol
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