I know you can't believe it. Yesterday, I received a call from my friends at 105.9 The Buzz. I won four passes to tonight's sneak peek showing to ... Friday the 13th. Vincent was the only person to accept my invitation. Respect.
I saw the original movie and maybe a couple of the subsequent sequels. (How many? 10? 12?) They always varied between scary and campy and as the movies progressed the quality seem to diminish. That can't be said for the new version. There aren't any scary build-ups leading to ohh-it-was-just-the-cat. The scary build-ups lead straight to manical slaughter, which is how it should be. Throw in some overt marijuana propaganda; bare, perky breasts and live commentary from the crowded theater and hey - even I clapped when the title screen flashed after the initial sequence.
Certainly not my favorite movie of all time but thanks to The Buzz for giving some socially unredeeming culture followed by a drive home in some spooky Sarasota fog.
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