What happens here is that lots of irritating actors get munched by a snake to our perverse amusement.
You have to give big accolades to Jon Voight for gifting us the most insane dialect ever put in a film, and certainly one of the most absurd acting jobs that would normally feel out of place were the rest of the movie not so mad. As it happens, his diabolical role is merely the cherry on the top of a monster movie so unabashedly batshit it’s now lauded as an exemplar of the genre.
It’s so entertaining that you wish there were more of the snake, even if it looks akin to a Slinky toy in the Amazon.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 