some of my room mates are afraid of these movies. I get they are gross. But fear? If there were real magical monsters that would be a challenge to fight. But I could easily stop Jason in a fight & long term. They were like he’s so tough. He walks slow. He follows obvious paths. His reflexes are slow. His fighting techniques are amateurish. He’s total crap. I’m bigger; heavier; stealthier; stronger; faster; smarter; & more skilled. It would be like me fighting a squirrel. Besides; I’d set a trap & snipe him from long range. I don’t get the fear of moronic stuff when grown. That’s for kids. I’ve killed snakes; big cats; gators; sharks; etc. What I fear are idiots driving while texting. They are worse than drunk drivers. More of them; always texting. With drunks it’s early sat & sun mornings. As these females watched the DVD with me they kept screaming. Funny thing. They are microwave pop corn. Chips & dip. Burgers with cheese & bacon; fried potatoes. Booze. So they are afraid of imaginary unskilled slow footed twit. But not afraid of a heart attack. We live on a mountain. Deadly snakes slither out. They yell for us to come kill them. Take a walking stick with a fork; & a knife, snakes are simple to kill.