It is sort of embarrassing to admit that I have a favorite "Friday the 13th," as though one could genuinely enjoy any of the 12 movies from this unending franchise. The fact that I know the 7th installment involves a girl's telepathic link with Jason Vorhees, the 8th finds Jason in Manhattan and the 10th in outer space is also substantially embarrassing. How do I know this? I always ask myself this question whenever I'm talking with someone about horror movies and I veer out of control into trivial minutae.
Truth be told, this is the best in the series, the supposed "Final Chapter" which actually constitutes the 4th. It is the best for two reasons: 1) you get to see Jason's face which is always a titillating feature of any horror movie that uses a masked murderer; and 2) I watched this movie at one hell of a middle school party: Ryan Nicholson's birthday party. That party was total chaos from what I remember. We watched "The Final Chapter" early on in the evening. Chance dictated that this would be my first real hardcore slasher movie. Afterward the party became a mess. We wreaked havoc in Ryan's grandparent's basement until practically 7 am. Recently I texted Ryan and asked him for the purposes of this vignette which birthday it was that we celebrated that time. He called me back, drunk and alone on his couch in Cedar Rapids, IA at 3 am CST to tell me he didn't know, but "what was that movie we rented, 'Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter'?" I gave a confirmation and didn't forget to mention, that that was one hell of a party.
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