Just another Manic Monday? Wish it was Sunday? Nothing beats a case of the Mondays like a camp-out. And we ain't talkin' s'mores, sing-a-longs and psycho killers. We're talking about getting in touch with your guilty pleasure zone. That's right, every Monday we'll be bringing you the best of the worst. It's gonna be awesome - and terrible! - all at the same time.
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It's clear that Hollywood has no problems cashing in on our fears. I don't just mean fears of vampires, zombies and ax-murderers. I mean spiders and bats and crocodiles and sharks too. So it's no surprise that they took our fears of slithery snakes and amplified them, literally, in 1997's Anaconda. Because, y'know, why not make us fear the waters of the Amazon River? So much more logical than the monster under the bed.
In Anaconda, Terri Flores (Jennifer Lopez) and her camera crew are filming a doc on the river, along with snake hunter Paul Sarone (Jon Voight), pretty much in the middle of Nowheresville, South America. Totally safe and sane, right? It's all fine until one day, filming and wading through the water, cameraman Danny (Ice Cube), Sarone and captain Mateo (Vincent Castellanos) step into viscous snake territory. While Sarone and Danny make it back fine, Mateo gets "held back" along the way and yes, becomes a snake snack. Failing to realize the stupidity of their idea to film a doc stranded in the Amazon, encircled by an man-eating anaconda, they decide to stick around make the snake the star of the doc instead. Smart, right?
It's become a film infamous for its cheesiness and even revered for it. I mean, what could be cheesier than a film crew getting picked off one-by-one in a swampy jungle by a venomous snake as they over-dramatize terror and continue to make stupid, ill-fated decisions? Well, maybe changing the setting to a plane...
