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Picking up in the aftermath of Part 3-D, Jason comes back to life in the hospital morgue, kills a horny ME and a nurse and heads on back to his old stomping grounds. The victims-to-be are a vacationing family of three (mom, daughter and monster-mask-loving kid brother Corey Feldman), a group of partying teens renting the next door vacation home and a lone wolf type dude hunting down his sister’s killer. Various sharp objects pierce through the majority of the cast and Tom Savini delivers some of his best special effects (possibly only overshadowed by his excellent work in Day of the Dead). If you go into a slasher flick from the standpoint of wanting to see fetishized graphic violence, then this is the F13 for you. I really don’t believe there is a better example of the excessiveness the slasher genre became infamous for and this fourth installment of the franchise displays it with a sadistic glee. The violence is explicit and impressive, the killer in nigh unstoppable, there’s some female flesh on display and an abundance of cannon fodder. There’s nothing wrong with this at all. It definitely was my favorite of the series during those teenage years (now, depending on mood, I shift between 2 and X) and it remains one of the best examples of excessive eighties horror to ever grace the silver screen. Extra points rewarded for Crispin Glover’s sick dance moves.
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