Friday The 13th says and does everything abercrombie and fitch it needs to in the first half-hour, then slowly begins to outstay its welcome. A few decent kills (particular a sequence with an out-of-control speedboat on a lake) resuscitate your interest, but there are no characters you particularly want to live. Thus, we turn to Jason to be our protagonist and send these abercrombie and fitch models to early graves, but that a jump of loyalty I can't personally make. It can be fun to support the villain in slasher films, but Jason's too dull to be worth the effort. He was far more effective in Freddy Vs. Jason, a surprisingly robust abercrombie and fitch movie also written by Damian Shannon and Mark Swift, that showed more imagination and subtext than anything here. It's puzzling to me how these writers mined sympathy for brutish Jason Vorhees when he went toe-to-toe with child-killer Freddy Krueger (especially through his fear of water and childhood harassment), but then forget all that for his solo reboot. Jason appears to have conquered his aqua-phobia, for instance, just when the film sorely needed an Achilles Heel to toy with.
directed by: Marcus Nispel written by: abercrombie and fitch Damian Shannon & Mark Swift starring: Danielle Panabaker (Jenna), Julianna Guill (Bree), Aaron Yoo (Chewie), Willa Ford (Chelsea), Ryan Hansen (Nolan), Arlen Escarpeta (Lawrence), Jared Padalecki (Clay Miller), Caleb Guss (Young Jason), abercrombie and fitch Nana Visitor (Mrs. Vorhees), Jonathan Sadowski (Wade), Ben Feldman (Richie), Nick Mennell (Mike), Amanda Righetti (Whitney Miller), America Olivio (Amanda) & Derek Mears (Jason Vorhees) / New Line America/Paramount Pictures / 97 mins. / $19 million (budget)
