The announcement of a new 13th, one that will go back to the series' roots, made me anxious to watch the third entry of the series last night. It's has always been my fave of the entire series. It still creeps the fuck out of me, particularly those flashbacks of Chris running away from an unmasked Jason in the woods, and the final scene of Jason looking out the window and running toward the lake (even if it was her imagination).
What the film succeeds in is creating the feeling of loneliness and unbridled atmosphere. Once Chris' friends are offed, she's all alone on the camp ground, with gusting winds, dimmed lights, and a body count brought back from hiding. The dude who plays Jason doesn't hold back. The history between him and Chris only adds to the tension, and he makes sure that she's aware of just who it is under that hockey mask.
What the film succeeds in is creating the feeling of loneliness and unbridled atmosphere. Once Chris' friends are offed, she's all alone on the camp ground, with gusting winds, dimmed lights, and a body count brought back from hiding. The dude who plays Jason doesn't hold back. The history between him and Chris only adds to the tension, and he makes sure that she's aware of just who it is under that hockey mask.







