Just as the title would suggest, 'Friday the 69th' is nothing less than pure tongue in cheek, crude and irreverent, all encased in bloodied heaps of gory and gross violence. The film begins in 1981, where in a writer's room crowded with executives, actors and crew, Michael Caime (Alex Montilla), the co-writer and director, alongside Ivan Moorehead (Eric Anderson), pitches their idea for their "first mainstream motion picture". The actors at the table-read are at odds, particularly given that their typical features are adult films. However, as the pair divulge, the horror genre is now all the rage. As Caime phrases it, if successful slashers are funded by lunch money, then he can do it using "a ragtag group of perverts and smut peddlers". Mere minutes have passed, and already Friday the 69th is boasting with genuinely funny one-liners. As the premise and subsequent script of Caime and Moorehead's idea comes to life, the film takes a dive into the absurd, as we follow a group of co-ed college friends on a spring break trip that takes a turn when a part-time beekeeper and full-time killer goes on a killing spree.
Although we go on to watch this slasher journey unravel, witnessing the twisty, rather risqué and gory tale of murderous mayhem, the film often returns to the writer's room as the cast and crew chop and change the outcomes and react to the film itself.
