bordering on bloggy
Although "Snakes on a Plane" seems to have been so superhyped that, in their excitement, everyone forgot to actually go see the movie, I still think the campy concept is worth the following two-minute parody-type entry.
Yes, SNAKES ON A PLANE! How mildly crafty! Make a B Movie, but try to make a B Movie! This will definitely work. People love Samuel L. Jackson. We're jerks.
If I, Blossom Snakesworthy, were a jerk-type producer, my movie would be called Goats on a Blimp, and it would star Ron Perlman and Doug E. Fresh and it would suck so bad that everyone would download the trailer. And, then... get this... then, when it finally came to theaters... then... well, it would be a different film that would teach the audience about math and Jesus and how to use a Singer and the polite way to piss on hookers and the secret to Cremora and how to get rich quick and how to copy an already existing concept, only with a lot more money, and sucker the sheeplike populace into thinking it was cool and worth nine dollars and fifty cents.
Dolphins on a Rickshaw
Grimaces on a Steamboat
Bulfinches on a Studebaker
Producers on an Ego-Trip
Blossom on a Soapbox.


2 Comments:
Go to, Blossom. Would that be Grimace from McDonalds or facial expressions of unease?
indeed, the purply wonder of milkshakes and hot love, but that may make some uneasy... sexually uneasy... like a nun.
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