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"Friday the 13th"(1980)
Wes Craven apprentice Sean S. Cunningham, inspired by the jolt of John Carpenter's 1978 landmark "Halloween", became the first and most successful in a long line of imitators, and is the father of the "Friday" franchise. Cunningham essentially took a catchy title and eight young novices(it's Kevin Bacon!) into the woods with half-a-million dollars and set the tone for an entire genre. The '80s was the best AND worst of times for horror fans- you were guaranteed MANY more visits from your favorite fictional killer until the death toll devolved into accidental comedy. Filmmakers with talent approaching that of Hitchcock or Kubrick would rarely consider "a scary movie" after Freddy turned up for the fifth time. They had reputations to think about.
Adrienne King is no Jamie Lee Curtis, but this series never needed a signature heroine. The closing shot of Jason's decomposed body coming out of that water("He's still there") may have been worth the price of a 1980 movie ticket alone, and is easily one of the best moments in all twelve(so far) films. Success has many fathers, so I must mention Victor Miller's script, Harry Manfredini's musical score, and Tom Savini's make-up and prosthetics. "Friday" made almost as much money as "The Shining" that summer(sigh), and Jack Nicholson's salary dwarfed it's entire budget. Guess which one is my favorite horror movie.
"Friday the 13th Part 2"(1981)
The second "Friday" begins with a recap of the first film's finale, like "Halloween II" which it beat into theaters by exactly six months(who copied who?), to pad out an-already scant 87 minute running time. Amy Steel replaces Adrienne King as the obligatory Final Girl(these names won't get any more familiar), while Steve Miner kicks off a revolving door of dirt-bag directors. Jason wears unintimidating overalls and a burlap sack over his head, clearly illustrating the hasty production process. I love how he effortlessly kills everyone in sight for a half-hour, only to fumble around and forget how to do so in the third act. I guess those eyeholes weren't big enough.
Utterly incompetent filmmaking couldn't keep indiscriminant youths from dropping $22 million on this mess. With a $1.2 million budget, it was good news for enterprising Paramount execs that eyed a profitable product unburdened by expectations of actual quality. There was simply no way of knowing what we were in for.
"Friday the 13th Part III"(1982)
Jason(Richard Brooker) tears through more terrified teens to take the title of cinema's preeminent killer(MM took seven years off and Freddy K. was still two years away). Effects supervisor Martin Sadoff deserves co-creator consideration for contributing the iconic Detroit Red Wings hockey mask, from their early '50s Gordie Howe-led heyday. Steve Miner, the only director to helm more than one "Friday", approved and he brings the bloodshed in 3-D way before anyone knew who James Cameron was. "III" removed "E.T." from the top spot at the box office for one weekend in mid August, so that's something. Like Michael Jackson, Madonna, and Michael J. Fox, you soon wouldn't be able to escape Jason if you tried, such was the character's cultural omnipresence. A machete to the throat was starting to sound more appealing.
"Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter"(1984)
Did Paramount, specifically producer Frank Mancuso Jr. and his boss/father Frank Sr., REALLY intend to conclude the Crystal Lake saga in 1984? Despite fierce opposition from critics(Siskel and Ebert were famously hostile), it seems highly unlikely. False advertising aside, film buffs have fun pointing out the presence of Corey Feldman and Crispin Glover, in their first significant roles. Unfortunately, there's nothing else to see here. In fairness, the Tommy Jarvis character would become a fan favorite and Jason's arch-enemy in two more films(without Feldman). Director Joseph Zito was reportedly hostile toward the cast and crew. He saved his greatest hostility for the audience. Are brutal murders entertaining? There will always be someone who thinks so.
"Friday the 13th: A New Beginning"(1985)
The foul fifth entry arrived in theaters eleven months after the fourth, wasting no time in exposing the insincerity of that film's title. Director Danny Steinmann started his career in porn. Masochistic viewers would be mistreated to a halfway house horror show in the wilderness with a mysterious NEW killer carrying on Jason's carnage- an attempt to 'freshen' things up that resulted in a lower box office tally than the last two. It turned out that creativity(if you can call it that) had no place in this slasher-thon, and throngs of teenagers had become rather attached to the real Jason. There was enough blood and breasts to make up for his relative absence if we're judging "A New Beginning" on it's own shallow terms, and a(then) series high body count. That's presumably why "V"(unlike the previous 'final' chapter) would sadly live up to it's name.
"Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives"(1986)
A returning Jason is established as a supernatural force for the first time with a late-night lightning bolt, so at least we don't have to wonder how he keeps coming back. The pre-credits 007 homage was an admittedly clever touch, a sly acknowledgment that Jason now occupied a similar place in pop culture as the suave superspy. The awfulness of these films was becoming irrelevant because the studio knew what they were doing- keep it under 90 minutes, the budget under $5 million, quadruple that at the ticket counter and you come out a winner. That's capitalism, and it does have a downside. A fast food diet can be dangerous. You don't want to shut your brain off TOO much. It might not come back on. For what it's worth, "Jason Lives" is a top-five "Friday" for the franchise faithful. Director Tom McLoughlin couldn't do much with that.
"Friday the 13th Part VII: The New Blood"(1988)
The ludicrousness reaches new levels with the introduction of a female psychic protagonist(Lar Park Lincoln) with telekinetic powers. A mildly interesting idea executed as excruciatingly as you'd expect. Hulking stuntman Kane Hodder makes his debut behind the hockey mask, and would wear it for the next three installments(he's the only man to "play" the role more than once). Hodder agreed to be set on fire for a full forty seconds, a Hollywood record at the time(I needed something nice to say). Twenty years before Marvel, "The New Blood" got the summer of '88 started off all wrong. Thank God for Rambo and Roger Rabbit.
"Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan"(1989)
Let's get one thing straight right off the bat, Jason doesn't really 'take' Manhattan. It's way too expensive to film there, so most of this bullshit takes place on a boat. We're in NYC for approximately twenty minutes(including an ugly opening credits montage). "Part VIII" bombed thanks partly to "Batman", indicating that the public was ready to part ways with Jason(AND Freddy/Michael Myers) as their decade of destruction drew to a close. Oh, if only that had been the case. Writer-director Rob Hedden's sewer-set finale finds the hockey-masked hellion covered in raw sewage. How incredibly fitting.
"Jason Goes to Hell: The Final Friday"(1993)
Now I'm really pissed. "The Final Friday", huh? Just like it was "The Final Chapter" and "The Final Nightmare"?! Fuck you, Sean Cunningham(back as producer). I'll watch "Jurassic Park" 900 times before I'll endure this ninth visit from Voorhees again. I don't know if Jason went to hell, but I sure did. You don't know what pain is, till you've seen Richard Gant possessed by the spirit of Jason after eating his heart. The '80s sequels had a sleazy charm. Director Adam Marcus made one of the biggest pieces of shit I've ever seen in my life.
"Jason X"(2002)
You thought it was over, didn't you? Nine years is a long time. It turns out Jason was just taking a little nap. If toxic Tinsel-town suits have their way, he might ACTUALLY make it to the year 2455. You'd be hard-pressed to find a more desperate endeavor than this early 21st Century revival from Cunningham and his accomplices, director Jason Isaac and actor-screenwriter Todd Farmer. Every negative description in existence applies to "X", along with ones that haven't even been invented yet. I think it's supposed to be pronounced "Jason Ten", but this monstrosity deserves the mockery of having it's name said incorrectly. Unintentional comedy is the only value to be found in this futuristic folly. Even though the frozen head of Kristi Angus gets smashed on a counter, "X" is probably the worst movie released in 2002. I'll go one better- "Jason 10" is one of the worst movies of all time.
"Freddy vs. Jason"(2003)
Okay, here's the backstory- Paramount saw "Friday" as a dying property after "Manhattan", so they dumped the rights which were promptly picked up by New Line Cinema(Freddy's home). This smack-down was teased at the end of "Jason Goes to Hell", and it took ten years to come to frightening fruition and is every bit as pathetic as one of the pitiful pair's solo outings. If you funded this joint resurrection, then we're probably not going to get along very well. At least Hollywood hasn't booked a rematch.
"Friday the 13th"(2009)
History repeats itself as Jason rises from the grave yet again, nearly thirty years after his simultaneous birth/death. We have Rob Zombie's '07 "Halloween" remake(and the "Saw" series) to blame for "Friday" getting a fresh coat of paint. A new slate of attractive nobodies(Jared Padalecki and Danielle Panabaker weren't even alive in 1980) are served up before Mrs. Voorhees' violent offspring. Michael Bay was behind the scenes as producer for this rancid 're-imaging'(money is his middle name), which scared some business away from Liam Neeson's "Taken". It sucks as much as director Marcus Nispel's 2003 take on "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre", but you knew that already. Still, there's something strangely comforting about the fact that Jason's still out there. We've come this far, and today's kids should know what that hockey mask means. Their kids should know, too. James Bond has twenty-five films, so this unlikely icon has more work to do. See you next time, Jason.




















