I was in the second grade when this movie came out back in 1984. It was also one of the few movies in this endless series to actually open on Friday the 13th. Looking back, it was interesting to see a lot of 8 and 9 years old get excited about a movie that had absolutely no business seeing at that age. Whether the adults liked it or not, these movies did play a part be it big or small in our young lives. They were to my generation what the “Saw” movies are to today’s generation of kids. The sight of bloody violence on the big screen (as opposed to real life) is still exciting to many, and this has been the case for longer than any of us really realize. Still, it would be several more years before I actually bothered to see it, and on television with all the good parts taken out no less.
I got to see this one recently at the New Beverly Cinema as part of the “Tommy Jarvis Trilogy” of the Friday the 13th franchise. This trilogy is comprised of Part IV: The Final Chapter, Part V: A New Beginning, and Part VI: Jason Lives. When the title “The Final Chapter” was thrust at us on the big screen, you can imagine the uncontainable laughter that erupted from the audience. I’m sure Paramount Pictures really believed that this would be the very last one… that is, until they saw the box office grosses.
We have seen Jason killed off so many times over the years, but it’s important to note that when he got a nice big ax to the head in Part 3-D, that was the first time in the series that Jason was actually “killed off.” In the very first movie, it was Jason’s mother swinging a rusty machete at teenagers who remind her not only of her baby boy, but of the body she used to have. Jason didn’t appear in that one until the very end when he gave us one of the biggest jumps out of your seat moments in movie history. Jason wasn’t even killed off in Part II. Sure, he got his ass kicked, but it was not a fatal blow for he was slowly grabbing his machete while our virginal heroes walked away. When Part III came along, it was assumed that Jason finally met his maker. That is, until Paramount saw that they made $36 million off a movie with a budget of $2.5 million.
When Part IV starts, the police have arrived at the scene of the crime and Jason (wearing the hockey mask that was first introduced to him in Part III) is being covered up and shipped off to to the morgue undergo an autopsy. When he arrives at the hospital, Jason is dropped off in the care of the biggest slob of a doctor/coroner, Axel (Bruce Mahler). Seeing slobber all over his burrito like a dog, watching women in skin tight spandex clothing doing aerobics (with the volume on mute no less), I wonder what would make this man think that he could be a god to women. Axel does ends up making out with Nurse Morgan (Lisa Freeman) regardless of the fact that she is utterly repulsed by him. Of course, if common sense was used by the characters in this movie, then this would be no longer than 30 minutes. Who wants to see a slasher film that short?! These two get murdered (big surprise), and Jason somehow makes it pass security with his hockey mask on, and he goes right back to Crystal Lake.
Well, he ends up going next door to Crystal Lake actually as he drops in on a mother and her two kids who have rented the adjacent house next door to a bunch of teens who are out and about to have a fun time. By that, I mean drinking lots of beer, smoking lots of pot, watching vintage porno movies, having as much premarital sex as humanly possible, and some mandatory skinny dipping. You know, your normal weekend in Los Angeles. You know what happens next; Jason comes in to do his Benihana act on everybody like a drunk with power landlord who never hesitates to evict tenants who haven’t paid in months.
The “Friday the 13th” movies have routinely featured actors who you never really hear from again after you see them in these cinematic spectaculars. However, Part IV features two actors who are still working today, Corey Feldman and Crispin Glover. We get to see Corey as a pre-teen with all those drug addiction years ahead of him (he’s clean now, good for him), and he plays the young Tommy Jarvis who has a passion for making masks of all kind. Crispin Glover plays Jimmy, a man who has had no real luck with women. Throughout the movie, he gets woman advice from Ted (Lawrence Monoson) who seems to know everything about them. Guess who gets laid first. No, it’s not who you think…or maybe it is.
Of course, the one thing we do look forward to in these movies are the kills. Jason definitely gets some nasty cuts in they were most likely even more nasty until the MPAA came in and said:
“Uh, no I don’t think so.”
One of the classic moments in this film features a guy getting it right in the groin. Oh to be in a theater when this scene was displayed on the silver screen. It’s one of the few times where you can see a whole audience of men grab their crotches, thankful that it was not them who suddenly got turned into falsetto singers. There is a nice shower scene as well which ends with Jason doing his Norman Bates routine. It’s not as suspenseful as the original “Psycho,” but it sure as hell is a lot bloodier!
Much has been said over the years of how sexist towards women these movies are. Granted, there are some women (with very toned bodies no less) who are treated like sex objects with magnificent bodies to display, and who are out to seduce whatever men who end up locked in their sights. But at the same time, most of these movies feature women as being the bravest and most heroic of the bunch. They’re the ones who find the courage (even after they compete with Jaime Lee Curtis for the “Scream Queen” title) to defeat Jason after all others have failed (because they were busy making out or doing drugs). Why do critics keep forgetting that it’s usually a lone woman who is left alive after all this bloody carnage has reached its inevitable end?
Actually, I wonder why men don’t get more offended than women do at these movies. Most men in these slasher flicks are lucky if they makes it out alive before the end credits, and it’s usually thanks to the women they team up with. Men in these movies are usually portrayed as sexually challenged or socially inept. They come off as being ever so desperate to get laid like most men are, and they come off as profoundly idiotic. Some of them think they are born Casanovas, but their egos are quickly crushed, and they are brought down to earth eventually to realize that they are more likely to be teased by the ladies and fall for it. You think women have it bad in these films? Look at how the men are treated. They are treated like they think more about Mr. Happy more than anything else. Now even while most men do, there is always that one man in the bunch who is so unlucky with women that he has better things to worry about, such as surviving and killing Mr. Voorhees with that one good shot.
Why don’t men protest these movies the way women do? I tell ya, it’s bad enough having to go through puberty when you are also dealing with a mass murderer wearing a hockey mask. It’s not only the hormones that are jumping up all over the place, there’s also body parts of all kinds flying about in the air, not to mention all the blood that makes a mess of everything. Think of all the house painting and new wallpaper the homeowners will need to get once they get ready to rent out the house again!
It’s a kick to see such a young Corey Feldman here. To see him before he sadly felt into a nasty drug addiction (which he has since overcome) and before he did “The Goonies” and “The Lost Boys” does feel a little strange as we are so used to him as an older guy, and he does show promise in this sequel. Seeing him jumping up and down in his bed when he sees one of the women next door undress brings back a lot of memories. Just don’t ask me to tell you which ones, ha, ha, ha! Corey is actually pretty good here as he goes from innocent naïve young boy to a seriously disturbed boy as a result of witnessing Jason’s rampage. I also admired how fast he was in shaving off his hair so he could look like Jason as a boy, and he managed to do all this in record time while Jason was waving that rusty machete at his big sister. Give me another actor who could have made that seem somewhat believable, I dare ya!
Crispin Glover is also a big kick to watch in this movie, and I’m not sure he’s changed all that much since. We get to see him here before he hit it big as George McFly in “Back To The Future,” and before he got all those bizarre panic attacks about doing the sequels which he ended up dropping out of. Hopefully I’m not giving too much away, but he does score with the women in this one, and this had one audience member yelling out:
“YOU GO MCFLY!!”
You also gotta dig Glover’s nice spastic dance which more or less predated the break dancing era. No one dances like Crispin does, and no one else dies like he does in this movie. Could he be as strange as the characters he plays? Maybe so, but these days he seems to be using it to good effect. That voice of his never changes, but he has come a long way since his infamous David Letterman interview.
This “Friday The 13th” sequel is also notable as it is the last one Tom Savini did the makeup effects for. Having worked on many different horror films of the immensely gory kind like “Dawn Of The Dead” (the original) and “Maniac” among others, his work has a realism to it that is as uncomfortable as it is brutally effective. This is even more so when you look at the rest of the sequels in this series where the kills look utterly fake and are played for laughs more than anything else. Apparently, Savini based a lot of makeup work on what he saw as a combat photographer and soldier in Vietnam, so there is an authenticity to his work that many have to give him credit for. Whatever you think about Savini’s work, there’s no doubt that he is brilliant at what he does, and that other makeup artists have to work twice as hard to even come close to outdoing his bloody accomplishments.
The director for this particular sequel was Joseph Zito, and he has also directed such amazing B-movie classics like “Missing In Action,” “Invasion U.S.A.,” and “Red Scorpion.” Zito is one of those workmen like directors who gets the job done and gives the audience what they want. Other than that, his style of directing doesn’t really have any distinguishing characteristics to it. It takes a lot of movies produced by Cannon Pictures to keep a director like this working because he sure hasn’t done anything else outside of that. One of the last movies he directed was “Delta Force One: The Lost Patrol.” But if Zito really enjoys what he does, then I guess it shouldn’t matter too much what other people think of him.
Playing the immortal (whether you like it or not) Jason Voorhees in “The Final Chapter” is Ted White, but you almost wouldn’t know it since he had his name taken off the credits. Ted was selected for the role because he is a big guy (6’ 4” were talking), and he said that only did this movie because he needed the money. I’m sure that a “Friday The 13th” movie is not something you want to put at the top of your resume, especially when you’re playing a character whose face is hidden behind a hockey mask. But Ted, for what it’s worth, your Jason was one of the best and certainly one of the most threatening in this never ending series. From what I heard, you were not at all happy about working on this one, but please don’t think that this movie was a waste of your time. Remember, you could have been in “Jason X.”
And of course, you have Harry Manfredini’s music score which involves the endless wailing of woodwind instruments with the occasional trumpets and tubas blasting away at the climax of this endeavor. I wonder if there is any video of Harry conducting these scores with his orchestra. That would be a kick to see how he goes about conducting, let alone writing the score. I can see him telling the violinists to play all over the place, and that it won’t matter if it sounds off key as long as its really creepy sounding.
Look, no one is ever gonna mistake any of the “Friday the 13th” movies for great cinema, but nobody goes in expecting that either. “The Final Chapter” certainly wasn’t that, especially when you look into Tommy Jarvis’ eyes in the final moment (“The Omen,” eat your heart out). While this sequel is certainly dated stylistically, it actually holds up better than many of the others. This really was the last of this series that set out to be truly scary, and the series (for better and for worse) went downhill into comedy and pathetically ridiculous storylines. Even if it got a lot of the predictable hatred from film critics when it came out, it is nowhere as bad as some of the later entries, let alone many of the even cheaper knock offs it inspired in its path of success. It even looks much better when you compare to any movie over Part VI. I don’t really love these movies, but I do love watching them whenever they are on, especially when you’re watching it with an audience or a group of friends just so you can analyze how stupid the characters are.
“Friday The 13th Part IV: The Final Chapter” is a movie people will enjoy more than they ever care to admit. Call it a guilty pleasure if you will, but it is an entertaining one even if it “rots your brain” like others love to say. Any guy who tells you they hate these movies has got to be lying to a certain extent, especially when they are just going out the door to see the new “Saw” sequel. They’ll say it’s different, but c’mon! Who is you trying to fool?
**½ out of ****
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Look, no one is going to mistake any of the “Friday The 13th” movies for cinema at its best. It started out as a rip off of “Halloween” with a little bit of “Psycho” thrown in, and it soon became this never ending franchise that just won’t die. We had two of the sequels with the word “final” in them, and that turned out to be a flat out lie. Just when it looks like the franchise has breathed its final breath, it is resurrected once again. Perhaps the world is overpopulated with horny teenagers that need to be dealt with in a very messy way. In the end, these films touch at our deepest fears and exploit them for all they are worth. We know its bad, but we can’t help ourselves, and we want to see what nasty crimes will be perpetrated next.
The “Friday The 13th” movies are essentially the equivalent of a fast food meal. You know, the ones that have an obscene amount of cholesterol in them. You know it’s bad for you, but you keep coming back for more. It’s not just tapping into our deepest desires, but into our willingness to be bad and to rebel against what our parents didn’t like. Film critics never stopped attacking these movies and bashing them to pieces, yet they made so much damn money on such low budgets. It represented horror being taken to the next level for the children of the 80’s. Our parents hated the movies, and they made us all the more curious about seeing them. We came to know who Jason was as we knew who Santa Claus. I remember when “Friday The 13th: The Final Chapter” (ha, ha, ha) came out when I was in the 2nd grade, and none us had ever looked more forward to a movie that none of us would be able to see (nor had we any business to). Yes, these slasher flicks bring back a lot of nostalgia for me.
With the reboot of the franchise, it allowed me the opportunity to revisit the very first one as it was playing on demand on the FearNet channel. It was free to watch, and it was constantly interrupted by promos for the new adventures of Jason Voorhees which got increasingly annoying as it stopped the movie dead in its tracks for a moment. Now I see why these movies were being presented for free. I mean, it’s either watching the movie trailer or a Mitsubishi commercial instead. Anyway, let’s get back to the flick at hand.
The original “Friday The 13th”, in retrospect, actually seems much better in retrospect. This is especially the case when you compare them to all the sequels (let alone all the endless knockoffs) that came right after it. There is a rawness and intensity to this rough exploitation flick that the recently released reboot could not capture in all its slickness and higher production values. What surprised me is that some of the murders that occur in this movie actually occur off screen. We have no idea that they have occurred until we see the carnage put on display right in front of our eyes. It’s pretty vicious what is perpetrated in the film, and this was back when an arrow through an eye was actually shocking. For the most part, this film and a couple of sequels felt very real and didn’t always feel stagey. You have to give the filmmakers credit because none of these movies made today can even touch that feeling of reality. We all know we’re watching a movie when we see one of the later sequels, but the original of the bunch was experienced more than it was watched.
I’m sure we all know now what Drew Barrymore should have known at the beginning of “Scream;” Jason was not actually the killer in this one. It was his mother, played in a ridiculously over the top performance by Betsy Palmer. Betsy’s character of Mrs. Voorhees is basically what Norman Bates’ mother would have looked like, had he not have killed her off. Those moments where she is clearly schizophrenic, and acting as if her son is actually telling her to kill people, is both chilling and hilarious at the same time. This is far from a convincing performance, but Betsy is so much fun to watch in her deranged state that it doesn’t really matter in a movie like this.
Jason, of course, makes a grand entrance towards the end of the movie that would rival the jump out of your seat moment from “Carrie.” From there on out, it’s Jason’s show and no one else’s. How many other characters do you know of that have held a grudge against others as long as Jason Voorhees has?
The cast of actors here are basically cast not so much for their acting talent, but because they resemble (as director Sean S. Cunningham put it) those kids who came out of a Pepsi commercial in those days. In many ways, this casting choice really helped give the movie a stronger feeling of reality as they could have been people we knew from our own hometowns. They are not models who have enhanced themselves with god knows how many plastic surgeries (those would appear in the sequels). The ladies look very sweet and fetching, and the men look down to earth and definitely look like they have spent some time at the gym.
This was also the movie that started the cliché that if you have premarital sex with your boyfriend of girlfriend, then you would die. The last person left standing was always the virgin, or the one too shy to ask a boy for a date. As a result, many people think that there is this highly conservative Christian value system in place that one must follow in order to survive an experience with a masked maniac. Some will say that John Carpenter started this with the original “Halloween,” but he makes it clear in the DVD commentary that he was not trying to spread some religious dogma. John basically said that the characters got killed because they weren’t paying attention. But ever since “Friday The 13th,” it’s been open season on those kids who don’t practice safe sex.
There is also the crazy old man (Walt Gorney as Crazy Ralph) who warns everybody of how they “are all doomed.” Of course, it’s always some crazy guy that no one ever listens to. God forbid that it’s some seemingly normal person who people listen to. If President Barack Obama told you this, you would listen for sure. If it was George W. Bush, your annoyance over what he said would be justified, but that wouldn’t keep you from getting your slashed (in the end, your loss). Of course, if everyone were to believe this guy, then there would be no movie.
Of all the actors in this film (let alone the entire series), Kevin Bacon seems to be the one with the most successful career. This may not show off the best of his talents, but he does get to have one of the coolest death sequences when he gets a spear shoved right through his throat. We can all tell now that this was done with a fake body with Kevin’s head still poking out of it, but it still gets you just as bad as when the hand comes out from under the bed to grab him.
Kevin also gets to have one of the sweetest love making scenes any horror movie could ever hope to have. I mean it, his character and his girlfriend actually do make love. It’s not one of those humping and pumping moments that you can find in so many other movies where one person is doing all the work, and the other is having not enough pleasure. It makes their inevitable deaths actually kind of sad. Even if we wanted to see these two people get bumped off, we don’t entirely look forward to it.
Sooner or later, we were bound to see this movie because people couldn’t stop describing some of the more graphic moments in it. I remember my brother telling me about the scene where Kevin’s girlfriend does finally get it:
“You see her looking into the shower stalls and no one’s there. But while she is looking, you can see in the background the shadow of an ax being raised up. When she turns around, you can see the ax going into her face!”
My reply to this at the time was:
“Whoa! Cool!”
Sooner or later, I had to see it for myself. Now many of you out there may think that kids should not be exposed to this. They probably shouldn’t, but a lot of kids become wise beyond their years and have their ways of seeing what they shouldn’t see. Besides, with teachers reading to us from “The Black Cat” by Edgar Alan Poe, we are exposed to graphic material a lot sooner than you think. Seriously! That story by Poe had a moment where a husband ends up sinking an ax into his wife’s brain! They teach us about what Poe wrote in school! Moreover, the kids in my class totally dug it too! Aw, those were the days!
Then of course, you have the unforgettable Harry Manfredini music score which basically sounds like Bernard Herrmann’s “Psycho” score on speed. Never have woodwind instruments been as thoroughly pummeled as they have been in this movie’s soundtrack. This is not to mention the "chi chi chi, ha ha ha" (it’s actually "ki ki ki, ma ma ma") that is so clearly identified with this infinite franchise. When you hear it, you know that Jason is not far away with his rusty machete.
Sean S. Cunningham is no John Carpenter, and he is probably a better producer than he is a director. But he does keep the suspense quota of the movie up pretty high and does get some good scares in there. This one did not actually focus so much on the killings as much as it did the messy aftermath. While you did see some characters get it in some of the most painful places imaginable, there were a couple of others you kept wondering about until you see their bloodied corpses. The later sequels would get more creative with the kills as time went on.
There’s no doubt that there will be more of these movies, especially since they still make an obscene amount of money. In the end, maybe people see evil in the world as more of a reality than good. Or maybe they just see movies like these as an opportunity to face their fears in a healthy way. These days I prefer to believe the latter. Besides, watching how people react in the audience to these movies is so much damn fun!
*** out of ****
The “Friday The 13th” movies are essentially the equivalent of a fast food meal. You know, the ones that have an obscene amount of cholesterol in them. You know it’s bad for you, but you keep coming back for more. It’s not just tapping into our deepest desires, but into our willingness to be bad and to rebel against what our parents didn’t like. Film critics never stopped attacking these movies and bashing them to pieces, yet they made so much damn money on such low budgets. It represented horror being taken to the next level for the children of the 80’s. Our parents hated the movies, and they made us all the more curious about seeing them. We came to know who Jason was as we knew who Santa Claus. I remember when “Friday The 13th: The Final Chapter” (ha, ha, ha) came out when I was in the 2nd grade, and none us had ever looked more forward to a movie that none of us would be able to see (nor had we any business to). Yes, these slasher flicks bring back a lot of nostalgia for me.
With the reboot of the franchise, it allowed me the opportunity to revisit the very first one as it was playing on demand on the FearNet channel. It was free to watch, and it was constantly interrupted by promos for the new adventures of Jason Voorhees which got increasingly annoying as it stopped the movie dead in its tracks for a moment. Now I see why these movies were being presented for free. I mean, it’s either watching the movie trailer or a Mitsubishi commercial instead. Anyway, let’s get back to the flick at hand.
The original “Friday The 13th”, in retrospect, actually seems much better in retrospect. This is especially the case when you compare them to all the sequels (let alone all the endless knockoffs) that came right after it. There is a rawness and intensity to this rough exploitation flick that the recently released reboot could not capture in all its slickness and higher production values. What surprised me is that some of the murders that occur in this movie actually occur off screen. We have no idea that they have occurred until we see the carnage put on display right in front of our eyes. It’s pretty vicious what is perpetrated in the film, and this was back when an arrow through an eye was actually shocking. For the most part, this film and a couple of sequels felt very real and didn’t always feel stagey. You have to give the filmmakers credit because none of these movies made today can even touch that feeling of reality. We all know we’re watching a movie when we see one of the later sequels, but the original of the bunch was experienced more than it was watched.
I’m sure we all know now what Drew Barrymore should have known at the beginning of “Scream;” Jason was not actually the killer in this one. It was his mother, played in a ridiculously over the top performance by Betsy Palmer. Betsy’s character of Mrs. Voorhees is basically what Norman Bates’ mother would have looked like, had he not have killed her off. Those moments where she is clearly schizophrenic, and acting as if her son is actually telling her to kill people, is both chilling and hilarious at the same time. This is far from a convincing performance, but Betsy is so much fun to watch in her deranged state that it doesn’t really matter in a movie like this.
Jason, of course, makes a grand entrance towards the end of the movie that would rival the jump out of your seat moment from “Carrie.” From there on out, it’s Jason’s show and no one else’s. How many other characters do you know of that have held a grudge against others as long as Jason Voorhees has?
The cast of actors here are basically cast not so much for their acting talent, but because they resemble (as director Sean S. Cunningham put it) those kids who came out of a Pepsi commercial in those days. In many ways, this casting choice really helped give the movie a stronger feeling of reality as they could have been people we knew from our own hometowns. They are not models who have enhanced themselves with god knows how many plastic surgeries (those would appear in the sequels). The ladies look very sweet and fetching, and the men look down to earth and definitely look like they have spent some time at the gym.
This was also the movie that started the cliché that if you have premarital sex with your boyfriend of girlfriend, then you would die. The last person left standing was always the virgin, or the one too shy to ask a boy for a date. As a result, many people think that there is this highly conservative Christian value system in place that one must follow in order to survive an experience with a masked maniac. Some will say that John Carpenter started this with the original “Halloween,” but he makes it clear in the DVD commentary that he was not trying to spread some religious dogma. John basically said that the characters got killed because they weren’t paying attention. But ever since “Friday The 13th,” it’s been open season on those kids who don’t practice safe sex.
There is also the crazy old man (Walt Gorney as Crazy Ralph) who warns everybody of how they “are all doomed.” Of course, it’s always some crazy guy that no one ever listens to. God forbid that it’s some seemingly normal person who people listen to. If President Barack Obama told you this, you would listen for sure. If it was George W. Bush, your annoyance over what he said would be justified, but that wouldn’t keep you from getting your slashed (in the end, your loss). Of course, if everyone were to believe this guy, then there would be no movie.
Of all the actors in this film (let alone the entire series), Kevin Bacon seems to be the one with the most successful career. This may not show off the best of his talents, but he does get to have one of the coolest death sequences when he gets a spear shoved right through his throat. We can all tell now that this was done with a fake body with Kevin’s head still poking out of it, but it still gets you just as bad as when the hand comes out from under the bed to grab him.
Kevin also gets to have one of the sweetest love making scenes any horror movie could ever hope to have. I mean it, his character and his girlfriend actually do make love. It’s not one of those humping and pumping moments that you can find in so many other movies where one person is doing all the work, and the other is having not enough pleasure. It makes their inevitable deaths actually kind of sad. Even if we wanted to see these two people get bumped off, we don’t entirely look forward to it.
Sooner or later, we were bound to see this movie because people couldn’t stop describing some of the more graphic moments in it. I remember my brother telling me about the scene where Kevin’s girlfriend does finally get it:
“You see her looking into the shower stalls and no one’s there. But while she is looking, you can see in the background the shadow of an ax being raised up. When she turns around, you can see the ax going into her face!”
My reply to this at the time was:
“Whoa! Cool!”
Sooner or later, I had to see it for myself. Now many of you out there may think that kids should not be exposed to this. They probably shouldn’t, but a lot of kids become wise beyond their years and have their ways of seeing what they shouldn’t see. Besides, with teachers reading to us from “The Black Cat” by Edgar Alan Poe, we are exposed to graphic material a lot sooner than you think. Seriously! That story by Poe had a moment where a husband ends up sinking an ax into his wife’s brain! They teach us about what Poe wrote in school! Moreover, the kids in my class totally dug it too! Aw, those were the days!
Then of course, you have the unforgettable Harry Manfredini music score which basically sounds like Bernard Herrmann’s “Psycho” score on speed. Never have woodwind instruments been as thoroughly pummeled as they have been in this movie’s soundtrack. This is not to mention the "chi chi chi, ha ha ha" (it’s actually "ki ki ki, ma ma ma") that is so clearly identified with this infinite franchise. When you hear it, you know that Jason is not far away with his rusty machete.
Sean S. Cunningham is no John Carpenter, and he is probably a better producer than he is a director. But he does keep the suspense quota of the movie up pretty high and does get some good scares in there. This one did not actually focus so much on the killings as much as it did the messy aftermath. While you did see some characters get it in some of the most painful places imaginable, there were a couple of others you kept wondering about until you see their bloodied corpses. The later sequels would get more creative with the kills as time went on.
There’s no doubt that there will be more of these movies, especially since they still make an obscene amount of money. In the end, maybe people see evil in the world as more of a reality than good. Or maybe they just see movies like these as an opportunity to face their fears in a healthy way. These days I prefer to believe the latter. Besides, watching how people react in the audience to these movies is so much damn fun!
*** out of ****
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