Snakes on a Simile
In an effort to begin the backlash against Snakes on a Plane so that, by the time the movie opens, the backlash to the backlash will have begun, and we can all just enjoy ourselves: After the jump, I present two (spoiler-free) sentences from one paragraph on page 179 of the Snakes On a Plane novelization (emphasis mine.)
"Dozens and dozens of snakes descended like some kind of awful practical joke where fake snakes pop out of a tin of candy, only these snakes were real, with bright, malevolent eyes and thin questing tongues hissing with cold, alien fury.
and
She felt the snake's long, thin fangs punch through the cartilage of her nose and she could smell the hot acidic stench of burning venom as it coated her vulnerable sinuses, making her choke and sneeze like when you laugh while trying to drink a Dr. Pepper and it goes up your nose, only a billion times worse.
In any case, previewing from the book, I can say that I still have strong hopes that the movie will be exactly what everyone hopes it will be--or at least what I'm hoping it will be--good let's-make-a-movie-fun along the lines of The Rundown and Con Air. Also, from the book, I still harbor some strong fears that the future of writing looks kind of scary--like when Pamela Anderson wrote a novel, only a billion times worse.
oh, I hope in the happy ending she finds out that snake venom actually cures her acute sinusitis, and makes like a billion dollars selling poison snake bites to people.