Summer of Slash: Friday the 13th Wrap-up
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Michael Grover has graciously offered to write up more in-depth reviews at his
blog Filmiliarity, so click on that link and check for updates
on his blog if you’re interested in more than the pithy way I blitzed through
these final six entries in the series.
In my last edition of this series on the Friday films, I mentioned that after The Final Chapter was released in 1984 the
series took on a different gimmick with each subsequent film. The series would
never be the same; it would never look like what we thought slashers were
supposed to look like. After 1984, the slasher genre changed thanks to upstart
New Line Cinema and the movie that revived horror maven Wes Craven’s career, A Nightmare on Elm Street. Because of
this shift in the subgenre, the likes of Jason just didn’t seem to cut it
anymore. Sure, people were still paying money to see these movies (they would
always be profitable, even until the horrible tenth installment which just barely made its budget back, a first for
a series that usually had no problem making three-to-six times what they put
into it), but it seemed that the slasher landscape had changed. Part of this is
due to New Line’s popularizing of Freddy Krueger by turning him from a scary
boogeyman to a murderous quipster. Obviously Jason Voorhees couldn’t compete
with this (nor could Michael Myers, probably the most inert of all slasher
series), so the producers decided to try and keep with the times by placing him
in wacky situations.
As I think about the subsequent films, only one stands out. The
series devolved into an even more frustrating template and malaise than the
first three sequels. Whereas the early sequels (2-4) seem somewhat of a piece (interestingly,
Part 2 and Part 3 were the only sequels not assigned a subtitle) since they were
rooted (or, they were supposed to be, but Part
3 seems to exist in a vacuum) in exploitation, the subsequent films adopt the
feel of the more postmodern, detached slasher film of the post-1985 horror era –
a slasher that is too self-reflexive and almost mocking the audience paying
money to watch it. It was an interesting era for the slasher because so much nothing came from it; the only thing
worthwhile being released that even resembled the early slashers were coming
out of Italy. It was not the best time to be a horror fan, and I think that
people tend to forget just how close the slasher subgenre was to being
completely dead by the time Jason took Manhattan and Paramount sold the rights
to their most profitable film series to New Line.
Here are my thoughts on the rest of the series (I will not
be including the abomination that is Freddy
vs. Jason or the 2009 remake of Friday):