So I can say that without a doubt, "Snakes On A Plane" is in fact exactly what it claims to be. There are lots of snakes. On the plane. I have only one regret about plopping down my seven bucks: I should have arranged to see it with theater full of junior high school kids. This is a big, stupid, fun B-movie that would have been way more fun with a bunch of sugar-pumped freaked out teens screaming and throwing popcorn and clapping wildly every time someone gets bit or Sam Jackson curses.

An endorsement of this absurdity? You bet. Go see it with your favorite group of 14-year-olds. It's motherf*!$%ing fun.