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In space, no one can hear you scream, but you'll be able to hear yourself groan at this Alien-ish rip-off which serves as the 10th installment of the Friday the 13th slasher series. The year is 2455, and Jason Voorhees has been cryogenically frozen. A group of clueless teens (natch) discover him, wake him up on their spaceship and, guess what, he's totally cranky.
So, the wannabe goalie does what he does best: Slaughter teen lust-monkeys and anyone else consuming oxygen. Some of it's ghoulishly gruesome--the notorious psycho seems to be going for style points these days--but things never get too scary, or, worse yet, that funny. There are plenty of hot babes (shocking!) and the acting's abysmal. The only truly frightening part? The ending leaves things open for--what else?--another sequel...