Some clever person was bound to come up with the idea eventually. I can practically see the thought-bubble now: "Hmmm, what if I could somehow mix Normal Joe & Jane's two biggest fears -- snakes & planes -- into one crazy movie! I could call it ... Snakes on a Plane! Who cares how outlandishly stupid it sounds?!?! It's about snakes ... on a plane! It practially writes (and directs) itself!"
And thus, the cinematic fad of 2006 was born: Samuel L. Jackson battling snakes on a plane bound from Hawaii to Los Angeles. The whys and the hows of the situation are of varying degrees of unimportance; this movie's got snakes on a plane, baby. But after all the hoopla, hype and heat -- how fun is it, really?