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Friday the 13th (1980) ~ Film Review
[THIS REVIEW CONTAINS HUGE SPOILERS!] As a critic, I try not to choose favorites and do my best to review every film from an unbiased viewpoint. Who are we kidding? Every critic has choices ,and everyone knows it. That being said, I’ll just put it out there for the readers. My name is April, and I’m addicted to campy horror from the 80s. There, I said it.
Remember the days of horror gone by? The days when doing drugs or having pre-marital sex was punishable by death via a machete? I miss those days, I genuinely do. I often wish we could go back to those days when horror was campy and outrageous. It was a fun fear, a time when you worried that embarking on a secret rendezvous with your crush might get you dead. I tip my hat to the King of Campy Horror (appointed by me), Jason Voorhees. Sure, he didn’t reign campy films all by himself. Krueger was there. Myers was there. But Voorhees, he was the best. Come on, the man wore a hockey mask.
Friday the 13th, released in 1980, started the game a bit late, as Halloween came out in ’78. Not to worry, Jason makes up for the lost time, appearing in eight films in one decade. I love this movie. I do. I fell in love with Voorhees watching this movie, which is crazy because it’s not even about Jason, really. Friday the 13th is about a group of camp counselors who are trying to re-open Camp Crystal Lake, years after a…
