In the year 2455, Old Earth is now a contaminated planet abandoned for centuries -- a brown world of violent storms, toxic landmasses and poisonous seas. Yet humans have returned to the deadly place that they once fled, not to live, but to research the ancient, rusting artifacts of the long-gone civilizations. But it's not the harmful environment that could prove fatal to the intrepid, young explorers who have just landed on Old Earth. For them, it's Friday the 13th, and Jason lives!
Jason Voorhees, the stocky killer in a hockey mask who preys on young, sexually active women, has been pursuing his trade now for 22 years and 10 films. In his latest outing, "Jason X," it isn't stunning originality or a sophisticated film style that accounts for the longevity of the series; that would be true of "Halloween," which began in 1978 with a film brilliantly directed by John Carpenter. Rather, it's the Freudian simplicity of the premise (Jason is the prowling superego, punishing adolescents for their sexual impulses), along with the almost absurd lack of definition of the protagonist (his symbol, the white plastic hockey mask, is that of a total blank), that has kept this particular ball in play. — Dave Kehr
2002-04-26 | Dave Kehr | Read the New York Times Review of Jason X