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Fridays Without Jason: The Beginning and the ‘New Beginning’ of ‘Friday the 13th’

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This year marks a big anniversary for not just one, but two beginnings in the Friday the 13th series: one much beloved and another widely despised. Both have had a lasting effect on the series, for better or for worse, as well as having a great deal in common. Both pushed the envelope for gore effects in their time, both function as classic whodunits, and the killers share similar motivations. Perhaps most similar of all, neither features the icon of the series as its killer. Still, the specter of Jason looms large and dominates the shattered psyches of the killers in both films.

I can’t remember a time that I had not heard of Friday the 13th. Its reputation as the ultimate in violence and gore turned out to be a bit exaggerated when I finally saw the film, but I loved it all the same. Tom Savini’s groundbreaking makeup effects made me want to follow in his footsteps for a time. I was especially impressed by the death of Kevin Bacon as Jack, dispatched while lying on a cot with a hunting arrow driven through his throat. Even now that I know how the magic tricks were done, I am still in awe of the effects and craftsmanship that went into making them a reality. Savini and the team set the standard for gore effects for a thousand slashers to come.

Though the film is a self-proclaimed rip-off of Halloween (1978) and works within a similar structure, its story functions in an entirely different way. We know from the start of Halloween that the killer is Michael Myers, a creature of pure evil with no motive but obsession and death. But the identity of the killer in Friday the 13th is not revealed until the third act of the film after the core killing spree has ended. This allows the film to work as a murder-mystery as well as a slasher. 

It also makes extensive use of the “red herring” device so often used in the classic whodunit. The first and most obvious of these is Crazy Ralph, memorably played by Walt Gorney. The second is one that I hadn’t realized until more recent viewings, but I believe that camp owner Steve Christy (Peter Brouwer) was intended to fulfill the red herring role. The character is absent from the film for quite some time, particularly while the bulk of the murders are occurring. When we do see him in the café, he is wearing a plaid shirt similar to what we have seen the killer wear and carries a knife in a leather sheath on his belt, as we have also seen on the killer. He drives a blue jeep very much like the one driven by the killer in the early scene of the cook Annie’s (Robbi Morgan) murder. There are also no onscreen murders from the moment we see Steve in the café until the moment he encounters the killer, whom he apparently recognizes.

Also unlike Halloween, we discover that there is motivation for the murders. I know the movie is forty years old, but spoiler alert, the killer in the original film is not Jason Voorhees, but his devoted to the point of mania mother, Pamela. Her pain that counselors were off making love while her beloved son drowned has driven her to continuously sabotage Camp Crystal Lake from reopening for the past twenty-plus years. This motive also helped to solidify some of the “rules” of slashers, particularly those involving sex, drugs, and alcohol. But an interesting aspect of this film is that the rules were still being written at the time. For example, Alice (Adrienne King), who becomes the movie’s soul survivor, is seen drinking and sharing a joint during the “strip Monopoly” sequence. It is also implied that she had a previous, likely sexual, affair with Steve Christy. By the standards of subsequent slashers, not exactly qualities of the traditional final girl.

Many elements came together to make Friday the 13th a success greater than the sum of its Frankenstein-like parts, stitched together from the bones and tropes of other movies. Halloween was the spark, but Friday the 13th was the catalyst that gave us an onslaught of slashers in the early 80’s including three sequels to the film itself. By the time of Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter in 1984, producer Frank Mancuso, Jr. was ready to move on to other things. His intention was to end the series once and for all. But box-office success often speaks louder than intentions and a fifth film was greenlit. 


There are few films that I have hated more upon first viewing than Friday the 13th Part V—A New Beginning. There are also few films that I have changed my mind about so drastically. Yes, there are plenty of weaknesses to the film, but I’d like to spend a little time on its strengths. Like the first film, it is filled with creative and memorable kills such as the leather strap across the face, the branch trimmer in the eyes, and the final demise of the killer on a bed of spikes. This was also the Friday film with the highest body count to date, exceeding the traditional thirteen within the first hour and topping off at more than twenty by the closing credits. Unfortunately, this is at the expense of much character development. 

Many characters are introduced only to be knocked off moments later. The residents of the Pinehurst facility, where Tommy Jarvis (John Shepherd) finds himself after being transferred from a state psychiatric institute following the events of The Final Chapter, are given a bit more time, but only a bit. The only characters that we really spend much quality time with are the assistant director of the facility Pam Roberts (Melanie Kinnaman); Reggie the Reckless (Shavar Ross), who is visiting his grandfather who works at Pinehurst; and Tommy.

With Tommy, some time is taken to explore the effects of trauma on a person. He struggles with control over his temper and aggression. He sees Jason everywhere. Tommy is also set up as the film’s most obvious red herring as A New Beginning is once again a whodunit. Like Steve Christy, Tommy is absent for much of the movie and the bulk of the film’s murders. His unchecked aggression, such as throwing a fellow Pinehurst resident to the ground, and his history with Jason make him a prime candidate for the killing spree. It is not until he confronts the killer in the barn at the end of the film that we know for sure that he is innocent of the crimes.

I would argue that a third strength of the film is its pitch-black humor. The previous films in the series have their moments – Crispin Glover’s iconic dance sequence in The Final Chapter comes to mind – but no Friday film had ever gone quite so dark with its humor before. The ambulance driver snapping his gum as he examines a dismembered corpse. Ethel’s antagonistic relationship with her son. The way kills are executed like a joke and a punchline. And let’s not forget those “damn enchiladas.”

Where the film upsets most fans is in its reveal of the killer, which turns out to be a character that seems to have little motivation for such extreme measures. According to characters in the film, Roy had not had much interaction with his son Joey practically since his birth. When he discovers him dead, it drives him completely mad, which gives him a similar motivation to Pamela Voorhees. Still, he is able to plan and begin executing his revenge by pretending to be Jason within hours all while continuing in his ambulance job during the day. Strangest of all, he never even pursues the person who killed his son! Needless to say, fans felt cheated that the killer, who appeared to be the return of Jason, turned out to be a random and rather underdeveloped character. The film’s closing scene, however, hints at an interesting idea. It implies that Roy and then, in the final moments, Tommy are possessed by the spirit of Jason. Maybe this is something of the same murderous and vengeful spirit that possessed Pamela Voorhees in the original.


In recent years, something unexpected has happened. Though still much beloved, the original Friday the 13th, long considered the best film in the franchise, has fallen a bit in esteem in favor of Part 2, The Final Chapter, and Part VI—Jason Lives. And even more unexpected, A New Beginning, the most despised film in the series for decades, has begun to experience a reappraisal. I doubt it will ever be a universal favorite like some of the other entries mentioned, but it certainly has developed a surprising cult following recently. It is always interesting to see how movies affect people in different ways at different times. The movies themselves are locked forever in an unchanging state, but we as individuals and fan bases are not.

So happy 40th birthday to Friday the 13th and happy 35th to A New Beginning. I have no doubt they will continue to thrill us, spark debates, and entertain us for decades to come. And even when he is nowhere to be found, may Jason continue to haunt us all.

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Steven Spielberg Just Directed the Scariest Scene of His Career in ‘Disclosure Day’

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Colin Firth in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.

Steven Spielberg has always been conversant in the cinematic language of the horror genre, despite relatively few credits in the genre. His contributions as a writer and producer on things like Poltergeist are legendary, and films like Duel and Jaws certainly wield the horror genre in remarkable, often chilling ways. He may not be a horror filmmaker, but he knows when he needs to scare us, and he has the tools to make that happen. 

I didn’t go into Disclosure Day, Spielberg’s alien epic, expecting outright horror, and indeed the film leans much more into thrilling than frightening. This is not a horror film, but for a few minutes in the middle, much to my surprise, it became one.

Spielberg has filmed more than his fair share of scary scenes over the years, but with Disclosure Day, he directed a new contender for the scariest scene of his entire career. 

SPOILERS AHEAD for Disclosure Day!

Josh O’Connor in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.

Among the various alien secrets laced throughout Disclosure Day are a trio of palm-sized rods, the color of pencil graphite. These rods, originating from another planet, can be used for a number of things, but for the purposes of this scene, the most important is “diving,” gripping the rod in one bare hand and using its power to “dive” into the mind of another person. 

The person holding the rod in this scene is Noah Scanlon (Colin Firth), head of shadowy cybersecurity firm Wordex, who is hellbent on keeping human knowledge of extraterrestrials secret from the general public. Scanlon’s trying to find whistleblower Daniel Kellner (Josh O’Connor), who’s got all of those alien secrets tucked in a backpack while he’s on the run, and while Daniel’s more experienced mind is protected from diving, his girlfriend Jane’s (Eve Hewson) is not. So, monitored by medical personnel at Wordex headquarters (diving is dangerous), Scanlon pushes his way into Jane’s mind to find the location of Daniel’s safe house. 

A telepathic invasion is scary enough on its own, but Spielberg doesn’t stop there. When Scanlon dives into Eve’s mind, he appears to her to be sitting across the kitchen table, like he’s in the room. Her bright blue eyes turn Scanlon’s dark brown, and she loses much of her control over her own body, not to mention her mind. Moments before, Daniel finally shared with her the secrets in his backpack, so Jane is shocked, conflicted, deeply vulnerable when Scanlon slips inside her head. This is not just telepathy. This is possession. 

Spielberg underscores this not just through the visual language of the scene, as Jane breaks out in a sweat and struggles to sit upright as Scanlon invades her mind, but through Jane’s background. As she revealed to Daniel earlier in the film, Jane is a former novitiate nun who left her convent when she began to question her calling. She still believes firmly in God and, more importantly, believes that perhaps proof of alien life should be kept secret from the public because, in her eyes, it would upset the entire balance of faith in the world. God is a defining factor for humankind, Jane argues, and showing humanity proof of creatures from the stars would undercut that in dangerous ways. 

This context, combined with the crucifix necklace Jane’s holding in her hand at the time of the dive, makes this scene the closest thing Spielberg will ever shoot to something out of The Exorcist. It’s not just a battle of wills, but a battle of faith. As an amoral technocrat worms his way into her memories, her beliefs, her faith, Jane turns the crucifix into a weapon, squeezing it until her hand bleeds when she discovers that a pain response can momentarily push Scanlon out of her head.

Of course, when you put a crucifix and a bloody hand together, it conjures images of stigmata. Screenwriter David Koepp pushes the allusion further by having Scanlon quote Christ on the cross to Jane by way of convincing her that she must be the one to stop Daniel by any means necessary.

It’s easy to see why this is scary, right?

On a very basic level, you have a powerful, wealthy man subduing and assaulting an innocent young woman, which is frightening enough. Then, the layers of the scene kick in. Scanlon doesn’t just assault Jane, but possesses her, seizes her memories, her knowledge, and finally her own free will, all while Jane literally clings to her faith in an effort to fight back. Disclosure Day is, among other things, a story about who has a right to the truth, and Scanlon believes that he should be the arbiter of that truth. Not just the truth as he sees it, but the truth as Jane sees it as well. If they don’t see eye to eye, he’ll make her. 

But the possession, as it turns out, cuts both ways. Using the rod to dive is, for a normal human being, an intensely strenuous process. Scanlon admits that previous attempts almost killed him, and for some members of his time, so much as touching the rod results in a near-death experience. Even accessing an unprepared mind like Jane’s takes a lot of Scanlon, and when she kicks him out by squeezing the crucifix – again, so much meaning embedded in the details here – his team holds him back and tries to offer medical intervention. But Scanlon persists, pushing them away, and keeps diving back in.

This means that Jane can’t escape him because he just won’t stop pushing back through her defenses, but it also means that each time Scanlon enters her mind, and thus the safe house, he looks more monstrous. By the end, through a combination of lighting and makeup, Firth barely looks human, conjuring up images of the possessed Father Karras at the end of The Exorcist.

Colin Firth (center, standing) in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.

On a pure, visceral craft level, all of this is quite frightening, but the real trick to making this scene into Spielberg’s most terrifying lies in the more existential horror surrounding all of this. Disclosure Day is a film about the battle for the truth over extraterrestrials, but it’s also about a fight against an impossibly powerful surveillance state, the devaluing of human and alien lives in favor of some nebulous collection of assets, and the value of the individual in a world that increasingly lumps people into demographic boxes and writes them off.

In this scene, the surveillance state becomes supernatural, a human life is worth less than a piece of information, and an extragovernmental technocrat would rather sacrifice his own humanity than see reason. In 2026, few things could be more terrifying than that. Spielberg knows this and wields it mightily, proving once again that, while he’s not a strictly horror filmmaker, he can direct horror with the best of them.

Disclosure Day is in theaters now. 

Eve Hewson (second from left) in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.

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