More Greenaway than Heredity. I like it.
Jason Goes to Hell was my first exposure to Jason Voorhees. It's my earliest memory of explicit gore and sex. I recall renting it with a group of friends for a sleepover bday party, a rite of passage of sorts. I vividly remember seeing the poster in our small-town ma and pa shop - the go-to for under-age rentals - and ripping the tag off the empty new release box. The result was a group of nervous ten-year-olds trying their best to stay awake. Back then it was only scary until the sun came up.