The original low budget box office smash that created a long running series and scores of imitators is by no means a horror classic. It's iconic status comes more from what it spawned than its own 'Halloween' meets 'Meatballs' premise. It's 'Carrie' lift in the final moments was inspired as were the effects of Tom Savini for the time period.
A thoroughly middling film aside from the final fifteen or so minutes. Betsy Palmer swings for the fences and truly does so much with precious little screen time. If it weren't for her Pamela Voorhees, the Jason we all know and love would have remained at the bottom of that lake.
Hard to evaluate but if you remove the 'exploitation' bits (sex, violence, gore) it's still an interesting film...evocative and even poetic in some parts. The scene where Marcie describes her dream is kind of incredible, like something out of Jean Rollin or John Sayles.
The only film that I wax a nostalgia too, as it ignited my obsession with both horror and the entire artistic medium as more than a passive watcher. Sure, it's pretty lousy when I watch it now with a more refined taste (it's basically the first horror film to take on the repetitive mechanics of a porno,) but it showed my 8th-grade self that a film can shun being family friendly. That was mindblowing.
An effectively staged shooting gallery with it's sitting (when not fornicating) ducks knocked off one-by-one for their immoral transgressions. Although a coarsening of the format set by Halloween, it's a diverting piece of hokum. As with much horror these films tend to pale by association with what followed but this 'original' (series position, if not imagination) does exactly what it says on the tin with slick skill
I'll be the first to admit that this is a flawed film... The first time I watched it I didn't enjoy it at all. I just didn't see what all the fuss was about. However, as the years went by I found that I kept coming back to it. Something about it stuck with me. I decided to give it another chance and it slowly began to grow on me! Now it's one of my favorite horror films and I am obsessed with the franchise!
Packed with expendable idiots, no doubt, but also surprisingly atmospheric, raw and taut at 95 minutes. There's a documentary-style feel to the proceedings and an eerie sense of discovery to Camp Crystal Lake and its authentic, weary denizens that kept me glued to the screen throughout. The score is also a winner and Tom Savini's gore effects have aged beautifully.
I HAVE SEEN THAT FINAL SCARE SO MANY TIMES IN OTHER MOVIES BUT WHEN I ACTUALLY SAW IT IN THIS ONE IT SUDDENLY FREAKED ME THE FUCK OUT, how is this?? Anyway, Jason's mum is the best part of the movie, and another interesting thing I learned was that Kevin Bacon might be a good kisser.
I liked this as a kid but rewatching this was a pretty tedious and boring experience. The score is what keeps things afloat and one or two scenes that work well. Otherwise both the writing and acting is very poor and compared to classics like Halloween and Elm Street this comes off as very inept. When Mrs Vorhees turns up the movie gains some momentum but then it is almost too late. Close to one star...
It's easy to be cynical about films of this nature but they're so much fun, I don't see the point. It had a claustrophobic, hopeless feeling to the whole thing and a good backstory for the killings and even though I knew the end scare was coming it got me good. Overall, I really enjoyed this and am wondering about the sequels...