A man in search of his missing sister stumbles across a deadly secret in the woods surrounding Crystal Lake as Texas Chainsaw Massacre redux duo Michael Bay and Marcus Nispel resurrect one of the silver screen's most feared slashers -- machete-wielding, hockey mask-wearing madman Jason Voorhees. The last time Clay heard from his sister, she was headed toward Crystal Lake. There, amidst the creaky old cabins and moss-coated trees, an unstoppable force of evil lies quietly dormant, patiently waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Though the police and locals all warn Clay to stay as far away from Crystal Lake as possible, it's the only lead he has, and he isn't willing to give up until he finds his sister. Clay isn't the only one inhabiting these woods either, because a group of thrill-seeking college students have just arrived at Crystal Lake hoping for a wild weekend of fun in the sun. Later, as Clay and one of the recently arrived revelers search for clues, the infamous Jason Voorhees emerges to show them just why the locals have avoided these woods for years. Could it be that Clay's sister has already met a grim demise at the end of Jason's razor-sharp machete, or is she still out there somewhere in the woods, waiting for her brother to come to her rescue? Freddy vs. Jason scribes Damian Shannon and Mark Swift pen the screenplay for a remake executive produced by Sean S. Cunningham (producer/director of the original Friday the 13th).
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Review By Cammila Albertson
It's a pretty serious conundrum to
remake a classic movie. Most of the time, what makes a film a classic is
that it's really, really good, so a remake is almost always doomed to
fall short of the original. This inevitably angers fans -- who are
mortified to see something so much less awesome done with their beloved
source material -- but what are studios to do? They still need to cash
in on their best titles by regurgitating them for kids born long after
the film in question was released on Betamax. Well, one remake seems to
have figured a way out of this maze: 2009's Friday the 13th.
The reasons for this are numerous. First, it's not really a remake.
Okay, maybe the first five minutes are -- a flashback to 1980, when a
screaming would-be victim lops off the head of disgruntled mom Mrs.
Voorhees (who, viewers will remember, was the killer in the first movie,
not Jason, who doesn't start killing until the second, and doesn't even
get his hockey mask until the third). After that, the movie is more a
tribute to all the sequels than a remake of any one. The hot, young,
totally generic teenagers who trespass into Jason's Crystal Lake
stomping ground all have massive early-'80s feathered hair, and they
spend the entire runtime smoking weed, waterskiing topless, and having
tons and tons of graphic, R-rated-and-proud sex with each other before
getting stabbed, sliced, harpooned, etc.
That weed, by the way, is given a fairly significant supporting role, as we learn that at least some of the previous hot teenagers to die by Jason's meat hook (or whatever) were attracted there by the area's abundant natural resources. And the breasts deserve at least second billing, appearing within the first 15 minutes to get smeared with what appears to be baby oil in the middle of a camping trip -- before copulation or water sports even enter into the equation. In addition to being awesome, it all just feels kind of celebratory, even reverent, like a tribute to what teen slasher films are all about.
There are also a few strangely intimate glimpses into Jason's inner world, but nothing in the script feels like the filmmakers were trying to mess with the mythology of the franchise (not that they really could, since the last movie had him killing people in space). It's not an openly meta take on the genre like Scream, but it's a slasher movie for people who love slasher movies, and if your heart will flutter when a woodchipper casually appears in the first act, it's probably worth watching.
The reasons for this are numerous. First, it's not really a remake.
Okay, maybe the first five minutes are -- a flashback to 1980, when a
screaming would-be victim lops off the head of disgruntled mom Mrs.
Voorhees (who, viewers will remember, was the killer in the first movie,
not Jason, who doesn't start killing until the second, and doesn't even
get his hockey mask until the third). After that, the movie is more a
tribute to all the sequels than a remake of any one. The hot, young,
totally generic teenagers who trespass into Jason's Crystal Lake
stomping ground all have massive early-'80s feathered hair, and they
spend the entire runtime smoking weed, waterskiing topless, and having
tons and tons of graphic, R-rated-and-proud sex with each other before
getting stabbed, sliced, harpooned, etc.That weed, by the way, is given a fairly significant supporting role, as we learn that at least some of the previous hot teenagers to die by Jason's meat hook (or whatever) were attracted there by the area's abundant natural resources. And the breasts deserve at least second billing, appearing within the first 15 minutes to get smeared with what appears to be baby oil in the middle of a camping trip -- before copulation or water sports even enter into the equation. In addition to being awesome, it all just feels kind of celebratory, even reverent, like a tribute to what teen slasher films are all about.
There are also a few strangely intimate glimpses into Jason's inner world, but nothing in the script feels like the filmmakers were trying to mess with the mythology of the franchise (not that they really could, since the last movie had him killing people in space). It's not an openly meta take on the genre like Scream, but it's a slasher movie for people who love slasher movies, and if your heart will flutter when a woodchipper casually appears in the first act, it's probably worth watching.
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