Reptiles In A Flying Brick
Still working away at the music... vocal coach currently having me 'map' out the tune, trying to get something to visualize. I don't know exactly how that's supposed to do anything other than keep me busy, but what the heck, worth a shot - right?
In the meantime... SNAKES ON A PLANE!!!!!!!!!!!
Despite my apparent enthusiasm, I'm relatively confused about the appeal of Snakes. On a plane. Unfortunately, whenever I ask someone about this, their answer is invariably, "It's snakes. On a PLANE!" As if this is the most brilliant, creative combination in the history of movie-making. Ever. On a plane.
It is, in part, the total dumbassedness of the concept that holds the appeal. The idea that we could make an entire movie about putting a number of animals in a small contained environment that is not native to the species... well, I can see it being kind of cool for a five-minute sketch on MAD TV or SNL, but one can't help but wonder how it could possibly live up to one's expectations of nonstop excitement, amusement, and fully reeking bad-ness for an hour and a half. Even though they are plopping the impressive Mr. Jackson in the middle of it all and letting him swear up a blue streak.
I don't know whether I will see it or not. It depends on if I can go with a group of appropriately rowdy and snotty-faced companions, and get into an empty theater so that we can all be as obnoxious as our brilliance allows (which is pretty darned obnoxious). Good companions - or companions that are Bad Enough - can liven up the dullest of occasions. Thank Goodness.
In the meantime... SNAKES ON A PLANE!!!!!!!!!!!
Despite my apparent enthusiasm, I'm relatively confused about the appeal of Snakes. On a plane. Unfortunately, whenever I ask someone about this, their answer is invariably, "It's snakes. On a PLANE!" As if this is the most brilliant, creative combination in the history of movie-making. Ever. On a plane.
It is, in part, the total dumbassedness of the concept that holds the appeal. The idea that we could make an entire movie about putting a number of animals in a small contained environment that is not native to the species... well, I can see it being kind of cool for a five-minute sketch on MAD TV or SNL, but one can't help but wonder how it could possibly live up to one's expectations of nonstop excitement, amusement, and fully reeking bad-ness for an hour and a half. Even though they are plopping the impressive Mr. Jackson in the middle of it all and letting him swear up a blue streak.
I don't know whether I will see it or not. It depends on if I can go with a group of appropriately rowdy and snotty-faced companions, and get into an empty theater so that we can all be as obnoxious as our brilliance allows (which is pretty darned obnoxious). Good companions - or companions that are Bad Enough - can liven up the dullest of occasions. Thank Goodness.
posted by Bren at 3:24 PM
2 Comments:
"dumbassedness" Again, my abridged pocket dictionary has let me down.
ha ha, I noticed that noun too (In Russian it would be dumasstnost), but he got "snotty-faced" from his mum, FOR SURE. I have heard that a number of times from Missus E. :D
Auntie E
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