It took 2 films to get to Jason, 3 films to get to his mask, 6 films to get the camera angles and play on the foreground/background, and 7 films to get to decent music. You have to admire the F13 franchise, it may be slow, dull, and stupid, but at least it's persistent.
To reiterate, the highlight of this film is Jason getting his hockey maks and putting it on. That's it. If we compare it to number two, we get a great ending. If we hold it up to normal standards it's just a plain "eh, right, whatever" ending. But at least it's not some pathetically idiotic BS stunt that would only work to destroy any intimidation Jason might have had. After F13pt2, I'd wouldn't be surprised if shadow puppets could distract the killer.
Of course, this is assuming you can get past the title "F13pt3: 3d" - oh, how incredibly clever. 3 . . . 3D . . . never would have saw that fad coming. Then can you bear to sit through the opening credits with cheesy 3D lettering and godawful music that should have been dead before this film. It's not as bad or annoying as the unbearable crap in Jason Lives, but still very much cringeworthy. Ironic style and even cultural twists are great in music, but not this. God no, not this.
Jason kills, kills some more, then kills some more. You hear the ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha. Camp Crystal Lake. Lots of victims. Something jumping out of the lake again (wow, didn't see that coming for the third time). All these the wonderful traits are strangely found in every F13 making it pretty much indistiguishable from the other nine making it pretty pointless to watch this one unless you're really bored, are obsessed with horror and have to see 'em all, actually like this trash, absolutely have to see the 15 seconds it takes for Jason to get his hocky mask and put it on. Yeah, that last one's worth 90 minutes of my life and the $1.09 I spent on the rental .. . oy.
