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Friday 13th....

So – how to recover from a so far disappointing evening. I know, lets watch Friday 13th (part 2). Absolute class. Bunch of young geeks at “camp” (the leader of which perfectly illustrated the meaning of “camp” ) and a nutter who supposedly drowned in the lake 5 years ago. Brilliant stuff.

“Come on, lets go paddle in the lake”
“Hang on, let me just wander off into these dark woods for a minute for no particular reason at all” THUD (axe in head)

Flick flick
“how odd, the light has stopped working. And there’s blood on the stairs. I know, I’ll go up them all on my own and take a look around…..SLICE – (throat gets slit)

Just wicked. But the best bit, the BEST bit was not the spree of mass murder as the film approached its end, it was the events that led to it. I don’t want to ruin the film but I just have to describe this.

Leader of “camp” has taken a couple of “campees” to the local town for a few beers. This leaves, coincidently, 3 blokes and 3 girls left at camp for Jason to brutally slash. Being an 80s film, its trying to be a bit naughty. You know, slipping in the odd swear word here and there, the couple who get the spear through both of them while they are “at it” etc. But more was to follow.

There’s this girl and the cripple in the wheel chair “I’m still gonna be a great American footballer” type. Having a chat. She obviously fancies him, after all he is a rugged would-be football star. Not an Andy from Little Britain. (Yeah. I know.)

Subtle as a brick, after a bit of small talk she says “I know you are in a wheel chair but apart from your legs, does everything else still work??”

Good God woman! You couldn’t have been more blatant if you’d have stripped naked and painted “take me now" on your pink parts.

Right – this is the scary bit. This was, for me the scariest bit of the film. It’s not for the feint hearted – I’ll warn you now. I can’t believe they showed this. I still feel sick at the thought of it. Off she goes to her cabin to get “ready” for her wheel chair fella. She’s going through her wardrobe to decide what to wear. Typical woman, always has to make some sort of clothing decision. Bloody hell girl, you are about to get out of them. So, as she roots through her drawer – she lifts out her pants – and for visual effect has to point them at the camera. Then it happened. I did a double take. I went white as a sheet. For me, her night of passion was never going to be – it was to be totally ruined

Her pants were Brown (!)

posted by Toaster @ 3:58 AM