Snakes On A Plane is finally in cinemas, and thankfully, it's not the crock of reptilian poop that the absence of press screenings had us believing it might be. Seeing as they wouldn't let us see the movie, we got on the blower to our old buddy Sammy L. (ok, now we're lying) and swung by his London-based caravan - it has go faster stripes!! (Ok, now we're really lying) - to talk about the film and to try and bait him into shouting swearwords like "Motherfucka!" at us. See what the Baron Of Badass had to say (and bellow) right here.