Writer-director Tom McLoughlin strives to bend the familiar FRIDAY formula into a throwback to an earlier era of horror monsters. The results are mixed...but you have to give [him] credit for trying.
This may be my favorite of the Friday the 13th series, mainly because of the winking, insider humor; it's almost like a precursor to Wes Craven's Scream ten years later.
While there's a superficial been-there-done-that, why don't-we-just-mock-the-whole-thing quality to this entry in the series, it certainly livens up what has become by this point a stale franchise.
The murderous Jason is back in the latest chapter of the most offensive series in film history, unless Burt Reynolds makes three more Smokey and the Bandit pictures real quick.
