updated 08/14/2006 AT 3:25 PM ET
•originally published 08/18/2006 AT 8:15 AM ET
There are two steadfast rules every mobster must follow while beating someone to death with a baseball bat: Don’t wear a white suit (things tend to get bloody), and don’t allow oneself to be spotted mid-swing by passers-by. Bland baddie Eddie Kim (Byron Lawson) fails on both counts, so when an FBI agent (Samuel L. Jackson) convinces the eyewitness (Wolf Creek Ken doll Nathan Phillips) to fly from Hawaii to L.A. and testify, Kim snuggles aboard a time-release crate packed with deadly cobras, rattlers and hundreds of their hissing relatives, set to wreak havoc when the redeye flight is hovering over the Pacific. “You think I didn’t exhaust every other option?” Kim simpers. Guess he was fresh out of bats and white suits.
Jackson, cruising on cool, inexplicably remains coiled for far too long. When the actor finally uncorks his long-anticipated, expletive-filled dialogue de resistance – venting his frustration with the blankety-blank snakes on the blankety-blank plane – he does so with a forked tongue-in-cheek ebullience that Snakes lamentably lacks.
So the movie didn’t live up to its Internet-fueled hype. Oh well, snakes on a plane!
(starring Samuel L. Jackson, Julianna Margulies, Nathan Phillips)