As far as frightful childhood figures went, to me the Boogeyman had nothing on Jason Voorhees.
Jason Lives is the sort of sustained, fatigued overkill that you’d expect from Scream 8, not a slasher flick from 1986.
The Return of the Living Dead is in fact the real deal.
The film feels more like a harbinger for the Scream series with its self-aware jokiness.
This sequel is one elaborate in-joke about itself, and if you like the series you might have affection for what it’s trying to do.