Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)

 “There’s a maniac trying to kill us!”

“Welcome to New York.”

I know this film is supposed to be where it all goes wrong for good after the previous two instalments had managed to be bizarrely impressive instalments of a franchise which had, let’s be honest, been a bit rubbish until that point- after all, a franchise doesn’t knock up eight instalments over ten calendar years through rigorous quality control. So I watched this film expecting the usual rubbish to resume.

Except.. this is not actually a bad film at all. Yes, it’s a cheesy B movie with no stars that cheerfully leans into what were, even in 1989, long-established horror tropes. And yes, precious little of this film actually takes place in New York as opposed to most of the running time being spent with Jason killing teenagers one by one in the claustrophobic environment of a boat. But isn't that as it should be? This kind of slasher works best in a proper base under siege environment, and it works, with plenty of suspense and lots of fun with the absolute predictability of who's going to die next.

The New York scenes at the end are a kind of postscript, and that's fine. Having Jason wandering round a big city killing scores of anonymous people would have been much less fun than what we have here- the focus on a small gang of teenagers and teachers who may not be the most well fleshed out characters in cinematic history but all have easily recognisable characteristics which allow us to quickly grasp who they are. It works, and it's fun seeing why the victims deserve to die, from vanity (Julius); poor swim teaching technique and being a dick (Charles) and being the cokehead queen bee type (JJ).

Naturallyn the only survivors are clean cut lovers Rennie and Sean. But the fact this film leans into the tropes of its genre is only a problem if you don't like B movies. Sometimes we don't need high camp. Well-executed low camp can be good enough.