Jason Voorhees, full throttle!
The 6th Friday the 13th has a lighter tone, more action and better prosthetic than the previous ones. Jason's design has been "zombified" so to project a much more imposing figure. The body count is higher than ever. The cops are depicted as dumb running jokes but make for good comic relief. The cheese is getting thicker, but at this point we are doing it on purpose; by tradition and with style.
The previous film had a Jason Voorhees copycat for killer, and it presumably didn't rub most fans the right way. This sequel brings us back to the basics, though it borrows many elements from the action genre. It therefore offers a signature of its own. Also, there are actual kids at the summer camp, this time around, which courageously addresses a plot annoyance persistent in the franchise.
Buffet of gore, sex, painted in humor and sometimes slapstick comedy, this one is for the mainstream audience as much as it is for the fan. It is a spiced up vision of all previous installments. It's dark when it needs to be, amusing for most of its length, but it's crafted with so much talent that the sad moments get to us as much as the shocking ones.