There are benefits of having Jason living in your forest. Not if you like to camp, hike, or hump in the lake, of course, but the birds love him.
Crystal Lake National Forest
Jason Voorhees and Smokey the Bear have a bit of a good bear, bad cop thing going on in the public forest where Camp Crystal Lake is located. Smokey explains the rules, Jason enforces them. The result: no fires, no litterbugs, and definitely no premarital sex without dire consequences since 1980.
Still, the tourists keep coming, spilling out of their minivans like minnows from a bucket, photographing the squirrels, disturbing the tranquility of horror’s Walden Pond with their jetskis and drone cameras. Nowadays you can even take a tour of the old camp to see where all the machetebusiness took place (soon to be listed on the National Register of Historic Places, no doubt, which will bring even more people).
And there sits Jason, alone, watching the whole spectacle from a hole in the woods somewhere, like an endangered species, his only friends the birds and legions of horror fans who continue to worship him from a safe distance.
I always felt like there was an environmental subtext to the earlier Friday the 13th movies (Jason in Space, not so much). Friday the 13th Part II brought it out the best during the campfire scene where the lead counselor talks about Jason surviving out in the woods and forest belonging to Jason, but none of the films have explored it the way they
could should. Perhaps someday some strange thinking horror screenwriter will write something on spec to pitch to the producers or better yet be recruited by the producers to map this terrain properly!
Happy Friday the 13th, horror fans. This is the second one this year and I thought another comic about hockey boy was in order. Make sure to check in next week since Grinsane is leaving the woods and going to New York City! (not physically, but I’ve got a cartoon inspired by the dire transit situation there).