Stranded on Snake Island, so named because of, you know, a bunch of African Safari tourists hole up in Snake Island Lodge, drink Jim Beam™ as though it were bottled water, and fend off hundreds of snakes.
Snake Island must be a cool place to vacation if you’re a reptile as there are a ton of snakes not indigenous to that part of the world that make appearances. If the scenes of snakes dancing during a house music drinking party doesn’t make you kill your TV, then the explicitly non-graphic attack scenarios will.
Some snakes are real. Some are digital. Some are puppets. All are stupid. Like me for watching Snake Island (2003).
Drinkin' & Drive-in 