After Paramount sold the Friday the 13th franchise to New Line, one might think the studio would do a Freddy vs. Jason crossover, as both Friday and Nightmare on Elm Street were now owned by the same studio. Instead, New Line gave audiences... this - 1993's Jason Goes to Hell: The Final Friday.
Jason
is taken out by the FBI (there's even an airstrike, prompting me to
wonder just who in the hell authorized such things), and his body is
blown to bits. However, a coroner is entranced by his blackened heart
and chows down on the thing (the heart, not Jason's penis, although we
do get a view of that). It is soon revealed that Jason is actually a
shapeshifter who must hop bodies when his current vessel gets weak. And
he is unstoppable, because, as we discover, only a Voorhees can kill
him. Fortunately, Jason just so happens to have a sister (never
mentioned in the eight prior installments), Diana, whose daughter
Jessica (Kari Keegan) is separated from Steven (John LeMay), the father
of her baby.
Jessica is dating Robert, a newscaster who landed
an interview with Creighton Duke (Steven Williams), the also never
before mentioned Jason expert/bounty hunter. Duke gives up some vital
information in exchange for the opportunity to break some of Steven's
fingers. Now Steven must convince Jessica that she is the only one who
can stop Jason with a mystical dagger during a final battle in the
Voorhees house.
It seems like no one involved with the production
of this film had any idea just what to do with it, so they just threw
in everything they could think on, hoping it would somehow gel
together. The story gets increasingly more ridiculous as it goes along,
and it really doesn't feel like a Friday the 13th film thanks to
the almost complete absence of Jason in his own body. Which might be a
good thing actually, as the normally-silent Jason grunts and groans
like a monkey during the film's opening.
The original script
didn't include any teenagers getting slaughtered in the woods, but one
sequence was added based on test audiences' demands. This scene
includes what is easily the best kill in the film, as a girl is sliced
right up the middle as she rides her boyfriend. The rest of the
violence comes about when Jason is transferring his essence (read: grimy
slug monster) to his victims so he can take over their bodies. At one
point, this involves Jason strapping some dude to a table, giving him a
nice clean shave, and leaning in for an open-mouthed kiss.
I
could go on about the inconsistencies and stupidity, but I'd be here for
days. This film is pretty much a complete waste of time. None of the
details from the convoluted plot are mentioned in any of the previous or
follow-up Jason flicks (yes, shockingly, this was, like 1984's The Final Chapter, not so final), so it's best to just skip The Final Friday and pretend it never happened.
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