Well, Jason Voorhees is back, dredged from the depths of Camp Crystal Lake and let loose on a new generation of victims. I've waited 16 long years for a new Friday the 13th movie, the most recent being the 2009 reboot, which I still hold up as one of the great, underrated slashers of all time.
That's why, when I sat down to watch Sweet Revenge, the first official Jason Voorhees, uh, thing, since the resolution of the years-long legal battle between the original Friday the 13th's screenwriter Victor Miller and producer Sean S. Cunningham, I was beside myself with nervous excitement. There was no way the moment would ever live up to the expectations I'd built up over so many years, especially since I knew it was a 13-minute vignette sponsored by, of all things, Angry Orchard Hard Cider.
