Jason donned his famous hockey mask for the first time in director Steve Miner's formula rehash of slasher gold. This time Jason carves his gory way through a crowd of dim-witted teenagers renting a house on the shores of his beloved Camp Crystal Lake. Originally shot in 3D to disguise the creative bankruptcy of the franchise, Miner's body count machine still fails to tap into the dormant insecurities that made the original so potent.

An idyllic summer turns into a nightmare of unspeakable terror for yet another group of naïve friends. Ignoring Camp Crystal Lake's bloody legacy, one by one they fall victim to the maniacal Jason, who stalks them at every turn...