When I first heard about Jack Black and Paul Rudd starring in Anaconda, a meta reboot of the 1997 creature feature of the same name, I admittedly had pretty low expectations. After reading what critics had to say, including CinemaBlend’s own review of the action-comedy, my expectations were even lower. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I watched Anaconda when it started streaming with a Netflix subscription, and it got worse… much, much worse. To be frank, Anaconda is not a good movie. In fact, I hated it.
As someone who tries to find at least one redeeming quality for everything he watches (I previously said Mercy is enjoyable under condition), I attempted to keep an open mind throughout. Despite the many issues I had here, I did find something the movie tackles really well: the friction of friendships in adulthood. Hear me out…
