Hardly a reptile or crocodile "paradise" "Truly awful" is an apt description.
This outfit featured albino Burms and Retics in chicken wire boxes, hundreds of mutilated crocodiles piled on top of each other in stinking ponds, a wonderful walk-through Green Iguana enclosure whose inhabitants were forced to dine on the scraps from restaurants shoveled over the fence from a derelict ute and the inevitable crocodile "show" performed by an expendable Malay who flirted with death at every performance while his predecessors performed their less glamorous chores behind the scenes - minus various parts of their anatomy as a permanent reminder of their show business days.
I haven't been to this place for a couple of years so can't confirm the rumour that it has now closed down.