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jimmyhkim21) wrote2009-02-12 09:43 pm
jimmyhkim21) wrote2009-02-12 09:43 pm
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Friday the 13th and the Slasher Genre in General
I've been reading reviews for F13...
Okay, technically slasher can be filed under horror but, in reality, slasher flicks are horror's slutty sister. The one that would steal your fiancé before boosting his wallet and going to Las Vegas with her skanky recently-released-on-parole boyfriend for a weekend of debauchery.
I have no idea what kind of crack these so-called movie critics are smoking, but if they're expecting some socially relevant commentary in a movie featuring man swinging a machete, they're in for a huge disappointment. There has only been one master of the slasher genre who could make a legitimate claim to semi-decent respectability: John Carpenter. And that's it. Nada. No one else.
As for those critics who are slamming the remake b/c the original was so good. Jesus, have they actually seen the goddamn movie in the last decade? I saw it for the first time (sober) few days ago. OMG, it was so bad I had to fast forward until the end when Mrs. Vorhees finally makes her appearance. Until then, it was just one huge study of bad acting, bad directing, bad lighting, bad everything. Yes, Kevin Bacon was in it, and boy did he suck.
So, the slasher genre goes like this:
have sex=death
wear slutty clothes=death
wander off alone=death
be the mean jock=death
be the bitchy girl=death
be the clueless parents=death unless the character doesn't have any screen time (which happens quite often in the slasher flicks)
There, that's the slasher genre. What it is is quite simple: upsetting entertainment. Geared to sell popcorn and make sure the guys get a chance to feel up their dates without getting a face full of mace.
Butts, boobs, and blood. So damn simple yet all these critics are missing the goddamn point...
Okay, technically slasher can be filed under horror but, in reality, slasher flicks are horror's slutty sister. The one that would steal your fiancé before boosting his wallet and going to Las Vegas with her skanky recently-released-on-parole boyfriend for a weekend of debauchery.
I have no idea what kind of crack these so-called movie critics are smoking, but if they're expecting some socially relevant commentary in a movie featuring man swinging a machete, they're in for a huge disappointment. There has only been one master of the slasher genre who could make a legitimate claim to semi-decent respectability: John Carpenter. And that's it. Nada. No one else.
As for those critics who are slamming the remake b/c the original was so good. Jesus, have they actually seen the goddamn movie in the last decade? I saw it for the first time (sober) few days ago. OMG, it was so bad I had to fast forward until the end when Mrs. Vorhees finally makes her appearance. Until then, it was just one huge study of bad acting, bad directing, bad lighting, bad everything. Yes, Kevin Bacon was in it, and boy did he suck.
So, the slasher genre goes like this:
have sex=death
wear slutty clothes=death
wander off alone=death
be the mean jock=death
be the bitchy girl=death
be the clueless parents=death unless the character doesn't have any screen time (which happens quite often in the slasher flicks)
There, that's the slasher genre. What it is is quite simple: upsetting entertainment. Geared to sell popcorn and make sure the guys get a chance to feel up their dates without getting a face full of mace.
Butts, boobs, and blood. So damn simple yet all these critics are missing the goddamn point...