tobe_whooper’s review published on Letterboxd:
Fun fact: Freddy vs. Jason is one of 2 movies I've ever in my lifetime paid my own money to see twice in the theater (the other one was Kill Bill Vol. 2). When I talk about how I'd love to be able to enjoy movies the way I did when I was 17, this is what I mean. Leaving the theater giddy at having been taken on a ride, why waste time picking nits when I could be making plans to go see it again?
Beautifully, the things I loved about Freddy vs. Jason in 2003 are the same things I love today, and whether I have nostalgia colored glasses or the movie is really just that good doesn't fucking matter because as Chuck Klosterman said, if you can tell the difference between the way things are and the way things feel, you're the only one.
Katharine Isabelle acting circles around everybody else and dying skewered to a rapist, zero apology for fake Jason Mewes and fake Jack Black, the bed kill, making Freddy scary again (or should I say keeping him scary after New Nightmare), the perennially resonant Freddy as every scared & clueless parent in the world, Jason as every scared little kid, Jason as me, an unwilling tool in the murder of innocents, scared people terrorizing other scared people, hurt people hurting hurt people hurting.
This movie and a Radiohead concert were the summer before college for me and that summer was terrifying like this movie and like this movie I would have paid for it twice if I could.
Cf. House of 1000 Corpses