There’s a big valentine-party planned in the little coal mining town of Valentine Bluffs, Nova Scotia. It is the first Valentine’s Day party in 20 years, because then there was an accident in the mine, and the accident happened because the men responsible for the security was at the party. The sole surviving miner, named Harry Warden, later killed them, and told the town NEVER to arrange a Valentine’s Day party again. The party begins, and so does the killing…

Ronnie: Chief Newby ??!
Alex: Neil Affleck is in this movie, hopefully no relation to Ben Affleck
Alex: I thought the intarwebz weren’t invested until the 90′s? How could they have the newby jokes already
Ronnie: oh my!
Alex: oh yes, hot mining sex
Ronnie: 1min 45secs and there’s already a bra!
Alex: its a blonde, but it will do
Alex: her eye makeup looks like Hellen Keller put it on
Ronnie: she’s getting a bit too kinky with that gas mask!
Ronnie: 3mins in and already a kill. Nice
Alex: talk about a heart breaker!!!!
Alex: ahhh the loveable banter between coal mine workers
Alex: quickly followed by an unnecessary all male shower scene
Ronnie: exactly what I was thinking… in fact, I’m typing this with my eyes closed…
Alex: there was no penile exposure, just chests
Ronnie: What is this… Benny Hill??
Alex: yeah this music is really happy for a flick where most of those guys will die
Ronnie: Either that or it’s Wacky Races…
Alex: 80′s women, yes
Alex: no plastic on those specimens
Ronnie: True… them were the days…
Alex: and now, we introduce the old people
Alex: where the old women’s name is….Maple
Ronnie: with two cloned kids in the background
Alex: nothing beats denim jeans with matching denim jackets
Alex: that’s hip
Ronnie: yeah, in 1980
Alex: oh my apologies, old ladies name is Mable
Alex: so instead of being named after syrup, she’s name after floor tile
Ronnie: heart in a box. Nice
Alex: creepy bartender giving them the “warning” speech

Your all doomed! DOOMED I TELL YE!!

Alex: right on schedule
Ronnie: we’re all dooooooomed!
Ronnie: uh oh, the flashback…
Alex: nothing wrong with the flashback, especially if it comes along with some blood and/or boobies!
Ronnie: high methane levels… I think they’re talking about you Alex
Alex: yeah I know, I love my beans what can I say
Alex: whoa, the gore is starting to come hot and heavy now
Alex: in the cannon of masked killers and costumes, I gotta say a coal miners suit is pretty inventive
Ronnie: yeah, kinda creepy with the gas mask
Alex: and the light on the top will make for some misdirection scares I’m sure
Ronnie: have to say though… it’s a bit boring so far
Alex: it’s the set-up, every slasher has to pad time
Alex: i think it is about to get un-boring
Ronnie: how, in the 80′s, could they tell the sex and age just from a heart?
Ronnie: Hope so…
Alex: you know, doctors, and science, and stuff
Ronnie: hey, I was a teenager in the 80′s and there was no intarwebz for them to look that up wikipedia
Alex: rule #1 : Never try to make logical sense of a slasher film
Ronnie: yeah, like who would want to dress up a laundrette?
Alex: that’s where I throw all my parties, in the basement near the washer and drier
Alex: and we sniff laundry detergent
Ronnie: she can fair scream for an old person
Alex: yeah, poor Mable, all she wanted was to win one night at bingo
Alex: and catch reruns of Matlock
Alex: nothing gay about a bunch dudes cooking meat on a car engine in a junk yard
Ronnie: I beg to differ
Alex:
Alex: and 2 of them were playing harmonica
Ronnie: and fighting over some chick
Ronnie: that is a mighty fine moustache
Alex: yeah, you can bet that guys is gonna die horribly
Ronnie: Friday 13th
Alex: just due to the moustache
Alex: i think the movie just kinda winked at us
Alex: and gave the middle finger to my boy Jason

Madame Mabel? She's running a brothel from her laundry... disgusting!

Ronnie: Mabel is a ‘Madame’? She’s running a brothel in her laundrette?
Alex: she was kinda saucy, maybe she’s like the high priced mistress
Alex: the one who leaves scars, mental and physical
Alex: not many men can handle 64 years of sexual experience that Mabel brings to the table
Ronnie: well she’s certainly hot now!
Alex: yeah, warm to the touch!
Ronnie: Nice diversion, making us think it’s the first machine…
Alex: good place to pick a fight, in a volatile coal mine
Alex: when I have disputes over “gals”, I love to take it to environmentally hazardous areas.
Ronnie: oh, a judicial cover up!
Alex: Ronnie, what are they gonna do!!!!!!!
Alex: We are gonna have to cancel the dance!!!!! NOOOOOO!
Ronnie: kidnap!
Alex: how to handle a woman, grab her died the top of her head, and shove her into the car!
Ronnie: uh oh, retrospective romantic moment…
Alex: with equally cheesy romantic music
Alex: TJ looks like a phoenix brother
Alex: we already have Joaquin and River, maybe he can be Hilltop
Ronnie: Hilton more like…
Alex: Hilton Phoenix in, My blood Valentine 2: The Return of the Heartbreaker
Alex: creepy establishing shot of an old house, here comes the boo scare
Ronnie: piano music is a cross between Jaws and Twilight Zone
Alex: nothing wrong with ripping those off
Ronnie: Jesus, how many dozen batteries fit in that torch?!

That torch must take about a dozen batteries... look at it!

Alex: it might as well be a bo staff at that point
Ronnie: there goes their Health & Safety record…
Alex: oh its going straight down the shitter in a few moments
Ronnie: Niiiiice!
Alex: told ya this is gonna get good!
Alex: up through the chin and out the eye socket

I'm all out of witty comments in this case...

Ronnie: state of the art tape deck there…
Alex: nothing says party time like coming through a door and yelling “PARTY TIME!!!!!”
Alex: i have never seen jeans go that high up someone’s chest before
Alex: looks like a health hazard
Ronnie: he’s probably sterile because of them…
Alex: i mean, the belt can double as a bow tie
Alex: death by french frier
Ronnie: almost death by that mad rabid mutt!
Alex: for a minute I was like “do they have fucking wolves in Nova Scotia?!?!?!”
Alex: moustache man is also an excellent peer mediator
Alex: he can break up bar fights with the best of em
Ronnie: or a wrestler
Alex: ill go with wrestler
Alex: I don’t wanna see him in tights however
Alex: were they….snorting cola?
Ronnie: that chirpy cheery guy needs to get bumped off…
Alex: chirpy cheery guys always get bumped of
Alex: uh oh, pre-marital sex
Ronnie: not soon enough
Alex: holy shit, a guy who actually brought a condom
Ronnie: I think she’s practising on herself already…
Alex: that was really slick
Alex: body in the fridge
Ronnie: yeah
Alex: but no one sees it, well done
Alex: uh oh, Mary Jo Horny-Pants days are numbered
Ronnie: took her long enough to find things creepy
Ronnie: death by sweaty miner outfits
Alex: i guess for the gender that has periods, nothing is really that scary
Alex: this miner guy is pretty creative

Very inventive this miner guy...

Ronnie: yeah, definitely!
Ronnie: yes, she’s dead…
Alex: lol, regardless how long you stare at it
Alex: she is STILL dead
Alex: but then again, he could always have a go at her without having to hear the nagging
Alex: she was probably still warm
Ronnie: how does a little fat guy in a bad moustache get a hot chick??! :/
Alex: because in the 80′s, all women weren’t shallow bitches?
Ronnie: fair point!
Alex: (Erin and my mom of course excluded )
Alex: you know what else i noticed?
Ronnie: nice disclaimer… bit late, but nice…
Alex: no black people in Nova Scotia
Alex: usually you get the black guy dies first rule
Ronnie: true
Alex: i am becoming slowly enamoured with the moustache guy
Alex: which means any second now, he will get decapitated or some shit

the man, the moustache, the chick...

Ronnie: because he brings hope to people like us?
Alex: absolutely
Ronnie: and, yeah, he probably will
Alex: and his vest/shirt combo is really sharp!
Ronnie: ten minutes? That long?
Alex: they are gonna meet their friend in “10 minutes at the MAIN SHAFT”
Ronnie: SHE’s about to meet his main shaft in less than ten
Alex: damn, you took the words right outta my mouth
Alex: Nova Scotia is full of pretty girls though
Ronnie: seems so…
Ronnie: and thus, the two love rivals bond
Alex: rampant homo-eroticism
Alex: thanks 1980′s :gives big thumbs up to computer screen!:
Ronnie: indeed, considering they are both going down a big shaft
Alex: two girls alone in the dark, that scene shoulda been MUCH better
Ronnie: it’s not a pr0n film!
Alex: this movie is begging for a porn to be named after it
Alex: “Hey sweetheart, wanna see my mining shaft?”
Alex: “Lemme see where you hide your coal!!!!”
Ronnie: Did he just touch that other guys ass?

Did moustachio-man REALLY need to put his hands there...?

Alex: i think it was more of a grope
Alex: there’s a guy who actually has his last name on the back of his jacket
Alex: where the fuck are these kids parents, by the way?
Ronnie: Its in case he gets lost
Alex: its a town with 20-something’s, a launderette, a mining thingy, and a cop.
Ronnie: could he undo any more buttons on his outfit to reveal more of his chest?
Alex: he might as well just take it off
Alex: its hardly doing him any good
Alex: talk about getting drilled
Ronnie: I didn’t even see the drill until you mentioned it. Possibly a bit TOO subtle
Ronnie: nail-gun torture!
Alex: yeah the drill was a bit hidden
Alex: fucking MPAA always ruining our fun
Alex: wow that boo scare got me
Alex: and i knew it was coming
Ronnie: pull the nails out!
Alex: im pretty sure Hollis is a goner
Alex: R.I.P. moustache man
Ronnie: yes, it was a fine moustache that you carried…
Ronnie: yay! Bitch slapping!
Alex: quickly followed by a ….hug?
Ronnie: yeah, it’s woman to woman
Alex: bad time for an embrace
Ronnie: wait, that would probably happen if it was man to woman too… hmm…
Alex: this chick in the red is about as useful as a third nipple
Ronnie: yeah, and she promised – at the start of the film – that she’d be in a kinky dress, and she’s not! I’m disappointed…
Alex: yeah, i had forgotten about her promise of a slutty revealing dress
Alex: colour me saddened
Ronnie: I never forget such things…
Alex: i see ZERO cleavage
Ronnie: Hey, the films almost done and there’s been NO boobies! I’m deducting points for that…
Ronnie: AND that scene there should have been an upskirt shot…
Alex: now your just getting greedy
Alex: but i agree
Alex: not even a boob flash
Alex: im sur the remake rectified that problem
Ronnie: but probably introduced other problems…
Alex: you’ll know very soon, it is next on my plate to review
Ronnie: Nice!
Alex: OHHHH MAN, noose kill with the neck snap decapitation
Alex: brutal
Ronnie: (the hanging scene, not your next review)
Alex: they weren’t screwing around when they said uncut
Ronnie: Thigh! I saw thight there!
Alex: me too!, quick take a snapshot
Ronnie: Oh I will…

What makes this kill so good? The fact that his head rips off, that's what!

Alex: i will blow it up and put it on my wall
Ronnie: At some point I’ll also review the remake, but I want to see the 3D version
Alex: agreed, i found my 3D glasses
Ronnie: nice!
Alex: oh yeah, boobies and blood…….in 3===D
Ronnie: I have a pair in my Nightmare on Elm Street box set, hope it’s the right kind…
Alex: and i wonder why i am single
Alex: have they changed how 3D since, like, Jaws 3D?
Alex: I hope not
Ronnie: I think so, yeah.
Ronnie: Just that some glasses use blue, some green (with the red)
Alex: well fuck me sideways with a lunch box
Ronnie: I’d rather not
Alex: well back to the plight of Sarah and Patty, the tramp who lied about her dress
Alex: and just received a pick-axe in the gut
Ronnie: In return for no slutty dress, she’s gets the axe!
Ronnie: ha ha! I made a funny!
Alex: yeah, filthy liar
Alex: and your shitty dress
Alex: it always important to become a crying, crumpled mess when faced with a deranged serial killer
Ronnie: oh… well that’s a crushing blow. I had that kid as being the serial killer….
Alex: Indiana Jones rail car scene!!!
Alex: except no short round
Ronnie: what a girly fight…
Alex: its cold down there, and even the killer must be tired
Alex: he has had a long night
Ronnie: Ooooohhhh!!
Alex: TOLD YOU THIS MOVIE WAS AWESOME
Alex: we can’t ruin it
Alex: for the good folk who haven’t yet seen it
Ronnie: erm… that kinda spoiled it
Alex: just remove it from the final thing we post
Alex: but I love that twist
Ronnie: twist was good, I agree.
Alex: and uncut, the kills make much more sense, a lot more brutal
Ronnie: yeah, I can see why it caused controversy in the 80′s
Alex: so in a weird way, we have to thank the remake
Alex: because the remake made them release the original uncut
Ronnie: I dunno if I want to thank the remake… not yet…
Alex: i’ve got a good feeling
Ronnie: but it was good, I liked it…
Alex: I’m glad, it is definitely one of my favourite old school American slasher flicks
Ronnie: and what will Sir be rating it as?
Alex: I am torn between 3.5 and 4
Alex: i will go 3.5
Alex: only because the pacing doesn’t hold up quite as nicely as it did the first time I saw it
Ronnie: As am I – 3.5
Alex: but once things get moving, it becomes very solid
Ronnie: if there hadn’t been so much lovey dovey stuff, and a few boring bits, it’d have been a 4. If they’d cut all that out and put in boobs, it would have been 4.5
Alex: they should make a slasher that is just boobs and kills
Alex: and like 3 lines of dialogue
Alex: the 3 lines being “NOOOOOOOO”, “AHHHHHHH” and “NOOOOO” again
Ronnie: ahhh…. the perfect film…
Alex: we can dream
Ronnie: some day, someone will get it right…
Alex: Hatchet came damn close
Alex: if you haven’t seen that, download it now
Ronnie: Hatchet was pretty good, shame the creature was a bit crazy looking…
Alex: I loved it
Alex: the creature was both laughable and kinda menacing
Alex: which is exactly the balance of fun and grotesque i eat up
Ronnie: it was part hunchback, part Iron Maiden mascot (Eddie)
Alex: …..and that’s fucking awesome!
Alex: plus it was Kane Hodder in the suit
Alex: and Kane Hodder is the man
Ronnie: kinda… preferred Eddie when he was the Somewhere in Time robot
Ronnie: the man with ‘KILL’ tattoo’d on his inner bottom lip…
Alex: Kane Hodder?
Ronnie: yeah
Alex: does he really?
Alex: I had no idea

See? Told you Kane Hodder has 'KILL!' on his bottom lip!

Ronnie Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars

Alex Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars

Curse or Creative Genius? We'll soon find out how well the Marquee player from the slasher genre holds up in modern day.

Good day to you, fellow Midnighters, and welcome to my first ever Retrospective piece here for Midnight Showing.  I want to handle this a little differently than most “retrospective” pieces I see on the Internet.  Instead of simply trying to impress you with my harmfully encyclopedic knowledge of this series and it’s many quirks and idiosyncrasies, I want to take a look at it from a relatively spoiler free perspective of a fan who is analyzing the overall impact of such a lucrative and beloved,  yet heavily criticized series that’s bread and butter was the apparent exploitation of sinful teenagers who just so happened to be fucking around with the wrong psychopathic serial killer.

And what a wonderful place to start.  The Friday the 13th series (which I will refer to as F13 for the rest of this piece since it’s much shorter and easier to type!) has become a source of ridicule and comparison.  Whenever a movie series begins to take a turn for the worst while cranking out sequels, everyone seems to jump to equate that failure, with the failure that was the endless stream of entries into multiple horror franchises in the 80′s.  Also, people in general (people in general meaning not fan-boys and horror geeks) seem to feel the movies have absolutely no value or merit, and serve only to fulfill a misogynistic, predatory sexual desire only experienced by guys usually aged 14 to 35.

The funny thing is, now a days dressing like a homeless manical serial killer is kind of an "in" look.

For those who feel this way, do me a favor.  Got to your local movie theater on Thursday the 12 of February of 2009.  Get there about 11 o’ clock.  Stand in the parking lot, and see how many people go up to the ticket window and buy tickets to see F13.  Note how many of them are women.  You will then be prompted to SHUT THE FUCK UP by me.  The notion that F13 is some kind of soft-core porn for men who have trouble with women, is an asinine, paranoid delusion created largely in part by ultra-sensitive people with too much free time.  They claim its to protect their innocent children (who undoubtedly have porn underneath there bed mom doesn’t know about) from on-screen violence and the temptation of sex and drugs.  The irony of course, is that even back then in the 80′s and especially in today’s media, we glorify and report on death, rape, famine, disease, torture, executions and everything else that’s horrible and desensitizing.  Apparently, by many folks sense of logic, real death and other horrible acts of humanity are perfectly acceptable to be reported 24/7 on the news, but if we perhaps want to get scared a little, in a safe and communal environment such as  a movie theater and watch some dumbfounded teenagers fuck, do drugs, and get ripped to shreds by a masked iconic serial killer, to whom we relate to more than those dying on the news, we are bad people.  Apparently a lot of people who criticize the already marginalized horror genre don’t own any mirrors in their houses.

But before I dig any deeper into the messy pit that is morals and standards, let’s explore the soul of the series a bit.  F13 (the original) is actually more of a cautionary tale than anything else, it’s just told in such a where were relatively innocent teenagers (Hey, they smoked pot and had sex, so of course they are a little guilty) are brutally slain.  For those who haven’t seen the original F13, what I’m about to say will be a major spoiler, so now would be a good time to scroll down to the next paragraph or watch the goddamn movie, since it is still quite good.  The mother of Jason Voorhees is in fact the killer throughout the entire first film.  Although since you never see her, you just assume it’s Jason taking revenge for the negligence of the camp counselors who let him drown.  This twist should intrigue anyone looking to see the remake, as Jason is clearly visible in the trailers and commercials, yet it’s widely known he didn’t start his body count until Part 2.

Marijuana

+

sex

=

Equals Death.

So if F13 isn’t just useless trash spit out into the cinematic world by perverts, than what is it really?  Surely, it’s still a horror film, with the fact of whether or not it is actually scary still being hotly debated.  What I never hear in conjunction with F13 conversation and retrospectives is the fact that F13 was a movie made in a completely different time and social climate than the one we are currently in.  In the 80′s Reagan was president and he and his wife were trying desperately to clean up the world many saw as full of filth and sin.  The world’s major threats were Russians, not low-tech religious fanatics hiding in a cave in a desert of a 3rd world country.  Aids popped up, and subsequently scared the shit out of almost everyone.  All these factors, and about a million more, made the perfect breeding ground for escapism theater, a brand of movies that weren’t all based on history or current events, or even reality for that matter.  Even though F13 takes place at a very earthly and mundane looking summer camp, the idea that a undead, superhuman monster of a man, who seems fully grown by the time he makes his triumphant entrance in Part 2, can rise from the dead again and again to exact his bloody revenge against really anyone who gets in his way is quite out of the realm of possibility.

Why So Hockey?

But it’s just that “unreal events in a familiar setting” that gets people all worked up.  Proper horror is all about taking something you may use or see or interact with in your life, and turning into a source of fear, tension, and discomfort.  The fact that because there is a certain amount of familiarity with something in the movie, in this case a normal summer camp in the woods, we can then use our imaginations and our disbelief to begin to believe how a place where so many have created cherished childhood memories, can turn into a labyrinth of pain, death, and mutilation.  The 80′s were chock full of repression, and from repression comes niche markets.  The aforementioned social climate saw a tidal wave of movies misdirecting our fear from the ones the nightly news we talking about, to indestructible bogeymen who can get us when we least expect it.  The only thing was, the niche was exploding at the seems, too much of a popular thing, and when niches become mainstream, they rarely remain the edgy, alternative , cathartic, and even experimental forms of entertainment they once were, they instead become just a vehicle for making a lot money.  F13 did have some surprisingly good sequels such as the ultra-violent and fast paced 4th entry (Friday the 13th The Final Chapter), which was originally slated to be the series finale, and the underrated 7th entry (Friday the 13th The New Blood) where Jason is confronted by some form of a meta-human with psychic powers who accidentally awakes him from his slumber (I call it slumber because it’s surely never death).  When it was all said and done though, most people didn’t see any of the newer entries as anything more than cannon-fodder for critics, porn for the perverse gore-hounds, and a cash cow for the big wigs pulling the strings.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ChifcBt6jE

Yet, there F13 sits, primed to make millions during one of the hottest movie going weekends of the year, Valentines Day Weekend.   Marcus Nispel and Michael Bay are directing and producing respectively.  This is the same tandem who delivered the Texas Chainsaw Massacre Remake back in 03, for what that knowledge is worth.  In the decade where Hollywood has completely abandoned any ability to create original content, especially within the horror genre, Jason Voorhees has been dug out of his 6 year nap, as Hollywood scrambles to put together a Reunion tour of sorts.  Michael Bay is surely kicking the tires on what once was a proud, thriving series to see if maybe now is the right to re-unleash the Camp Crystal Lake Slasher.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXhl-abV9fM

It will no doubt be financially successful, and will probably pay for itself within the first weekend, but I still feel uneasy.  Were less than 48 hours away from go time with the remake, and the Internet is buzzing, both good and bad.  Will my beliefs hold up?  Can a series that was at one point laughable, find a new home in the hearts of a new generation of film goers?

There’s only one thing I know for sure though.  It can’t be any worse than Rob Zombie’s Halloween.  Oh wait, fuck, what if it is?  Holy shit.  I need to lay down my head is starting to hurt.

Happy viewing this weekend fellow Midnighters, and do something nice for your girlfriend…oh wait who am I kidding, none of us have girlfriends.  But seriously, if you do, take them to see Friday the 13th.  They get all touchy feeling.  Trust Me.

Or just watch the recently released UNCUT version of the 1981 slasher sleeper hit My Bloody Valentine.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mPxoAsovck