Kígyók a fedélzeten

I read a lot of things about this film (all the hype surrounding it, etc.) only after watching it, which is good because, since all I was aware of was its average rating, the only thing I could expect was ordinary silly fun. That is exactly what I got, therefore I’m satisfied, but I can imagine going to the cinema for the “B-movie event of the year” only to get something where you can’t tell whether it’s stupid intentionally or unintentionally, in which case I think it would certainly not get three stars. (2008.07.25)

From beginning to end, a hopeless and exhausted borefest starring Samuel L. Jackson instead of Eric Roberts. By the end I was really suffering, and I like B-movie stuff a lot. If it wasn't for the stupid advertising campaign that wanted to turn this crap into a cult-movie, I'd probably be more moderate, but I won’t (2006.10.06)

Huh? I wish it was at least stupid to the point that it’s fun, but it doesn't even have a decent dose of idiocy. It's just a stupid accumulation of clichés, moreover in a tragically boring sequence. I would perhaps only describe the solid Samuel L. Jackson as good - otherwise, I was not interested by any of it. Stupid and empty boredom without a hint of fun. (2008.09.24)

Riding the massive wave of various genre clichés with icy calm is a hell of a dose of detachment, which director David R. Ellis really doesn't spare. Even though the fan hype was quite a bit stronger than what the film actually turned out to be, with a cynical dose of audience perversion, one can do nothing but revel for 105 minutes in what wonders can be cooked up from the "B-movie" genre. Definitely the best ultra motherfucking cool movie of the year! (2006.09.19)

Quite an entertaining piece of crap, perfect for a fun movie gathering with a beer in hand. It requires a lot of detachment, and then you don't mind the crazy logical lapses and the fact that something similar, in different variations, has been done many times before (although I don't remember "oral sex" by a rattlesnake). I missed a bit more humour and an original idea that would refresh the pile of predictable clichés (although I admit that the initial idea and the showdown with the snakes is appropriately crazy). Of course...when the ultra-cool badass Samuel L. Jackson, with an irresistibly pissed off expression, blurts out "Enough is enough! I have had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!", it's clear that you just can't go below the 3*, albeit close :) (2007.01.03)