So here's the deal: A bunch of sassy scientific types; who all look as though tey've spent just as much time lifting barbells as they have beakers; head out into Borneo to find some rare flower that's the "pharmaceutical equivalent to the fountain of youth"--and end up dodging the digestive system of several mutant snakes during mating season. You gotta hate when that happens. If you don't; you soon will; because this in-name-only sequel to Anaconda; 1997's now seminal guilty pleasure; is proof that more does not necessarily mean merrier. The thing isn't even good-bad; it's cheap and completely unmemorable even as popcorn fodder. Director Dwight Little and his posse of his screenwriters have neither the budget nor the imagination to come on like a rip-snorting Aliens clone--it's pretty much one snake at a time; and frankly more concerned with the conniving British baddie (Matthew Marsden) who really; really wants that orchid. The cast of no-names is destined to remain that way; although the chiseled Johnny Messner; as a rugged jungle guide; provides a few hoots in his laughably stoic attempt at Vin Diesel-dom. It's hard to determine who you'd like eaten first. --Steve Wiecking