Jason Lives...

I've been chugging the rum, so my mind can't do anything other than zone out to slashers today. Maybe ramble on about them too, but here we go...

First, it was his mother. Then, it was the man himself in a potato sack. Then, he killed, he killed again, then he didn't kill... and then he became a zombie. I'm not sure what the producers were thinking, but somehow... it worked. They decided to revive the years old corpse in a Frankenstein manner, and voila. Enter zombie Jason.

The director had a lot of Frankenstein homages in this: resurrection by electricity, "Teenage Frankenstein", Karloff's store, and probably some other shit, but why not? Frankenstein is a good parallel for Jason. I've heard theories of how the old Universal monsters can translate into the next age slashers. Jason is a Frankenstein of sorts, Freddy is a Dracula of sorts, Leatherface is a wolfman sorta, and maybe Michael is a phantom of the opera?

By the time it gets to part 6, you'd think it would be shit, but F13-6 is a lot of fun. Arguably the best of the series. We return to the camp, we have a great Jason, we have a protagonist to root for, and this movie has a good sense of humor about it. What does he think I am? Some kind of fart-head?


YEAH!!!