Friday The 13th review

ORIGINALLY POSTED ON THE HORROR HOTHOUSE REVIEW

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Friday The 13th. We’d already been nigh on stranded in Stratford after the Overground broke down, we got on the wrong bus, we got back on the bus, then came the traffic. Finally arriving in Hackney Wick with minutes to spare, we searched just about everywhere for the enigmatic Queen’s Yard. That ghastly tense feeling settled in as we walked through iron grating, past a display of brightly coloured graffiti and then realised we were on a building site. Of all the days to lose yourself in the backstreets of East London, this was not one of them. You can be sure we ran out of there as fast as we could and finally we saw, sprayed in big white letters on the exposed brick wall, ‘Queen’s Yard’, with The Yard ‘cinema’ located just behind it.

The Yard is generally a theatre, but has lent its space to the good people of the Rooftop Film Club who also have venues in Kensington, Shoreditch and London Fields. Situated in Bethnal Green, The Yard, upon first viewing is a little broken down, but kind of cool in that really pretentious hipster-type way that I secretly really enjoy – but then again it is a building built entirely out of recycled material from the Olympic Park.

Making it just in time, we grabbed some wine and headed upstairs, settling down on two of the raised chairs, whilst others lazed on a huge heap of curtains just in front of the projector wall. The lights dimmed and people hushed and giggled as dearest Annie, the camper who never quite made it, shared some casual dialogue with a stranger’s dog.

Annie Friday The 13th image sourced from http://mimg.ugo.com/201110/7/4/7/211747/cuts/1-3-annie_480_poster.jpg

Of course, it’s a story that everyone knows, and quite rightly one of what I like to call ‘The Unholy Trinity’, alongside Halloween and Nightmare On Elm Street – the movies that set the bar for all the slashers that were to follow. It’s 1980 and a group of camp counsellors are stalked and viciously murdered on Friday the 13th, whilst trying to re-open Camp Crystal Lake, a summer camp where a boy once drowned. Queue toplessness, sex, drinking and general teen antics. Oh yes, and some fairly brutal murders…

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