Matisse van Rossum’s review published on Letterboxd:
To jump right off the bat and get technical, Anaconda is a terrible film. But I love this movie because it makes me laugh every time I watch it without fail. And it's precisely because of its campy terribleness that it makes me laugh. It's one of the least believable monster films I've ever seen, with 40 foot anacondas that scream, fishing for anacondas of the back of a boat with a dead monkey on a rope, Ice Cube saving the day, and Jon Voight's character being able to leap 5 feet straight up in the air from a seated position with his hands tied behind a wooden post.
Jon Voight is really the person who saves this film and makes it a hilarious bad movie rather than just a bad bad movie. His inconsistent accent, his constant sneering, his crazy eyes, they all just make his character fabulous because it just adds a whole new layer of camp to an already insanely campy film. When you add this to Ice Cube being almost offensively stereotypical, Owen Wilson looking like a shaggy 8th grader, and Jennifer Lopez walking around without a bra like it's the 1970's, you've got the recipe for some great character interactions. The script is pretty crappy, the CGI is cheesy, and the snakes look like they have Down's syndrome, but who even cares? You're watching a movie about Jon Voight kidnapping a National Geographic crew and using them essentially as bait to hunt a giant anaconda. However, the camera work and the score are surprisingly good, so every now and then you find a few actually good gems amidst a large pile of snake poo (which, according to Jon Voight, is mostly just the powdered bones of their victims, so yay for fake science). A super fun film to watch, with the bad parts being so bad that they're great.