Movie Review: Freddy vs. Jason
Aug 15, 2003 - Lynn Barker
If you were alive in the 1980's and early 90's, you learned to stay away from Crystal Lake and Elm Street. Monsters dwelled there; that deformed, drowned camper that became hockey mask-wearing, teen chopping Jason and the pedophile child murderer that became a crispy, red and green Christmas sweater-wearing dude with knives for hands, Freddy Krueger. Well, now they're back and they're after.....each other!
In Freddy vs. Jason, the long-banished Freddy Krueger (portrayed, as always, by Robert Englund) has faded from memory and all traces of his evil legacy have been wiped out by townsfolk and police so that modern teens have no idea who he was... and no fear... no Freddy. The last Freddy intended victims are living in a isolated nuthouse and are drugged to keep them from dreaming.
Frustrated and determined to get back to terrorizing and killing, Freddy resurrects a surrogate for "real" world action in the form of Jason (played this time around by stuntman Ken Kirzinger) by entering the hockey-masked dude's dreams. Once back in action, Jason has a real chop fest and, while the fear factor is building and Freddy's strength is growing, Jason is getting all the fun, all the kills and all the glory. Freddy is not amused.




