Jason Voorhees doesn't love New York.
The eighth addition in the Friday the 13th franchise suggests taking the slashing action in New York City, and it does for a moment, but only in the third act. It's really more about Jason Voorhees killing teens on a boat on the way there. There is still plenty of fun to be had; partying, sex, nudity and gore, namely, and you might as well pretend this is titled "Jason Takes a Boat", instead.
Jason's teleport skills are no longer implied but confirmed. What's more, we go through his backstory through embarrassing plot devices: flash backs, hallucinations and a weird, somewhat psychic connection with the main protagonist. The movie goes in weird directions in regards to its villain, but for the most part it sticks to what most would agree a Friday the 13th movie should be.
Nit-pickers might find that a boxing rink, a disco dance floor, a sauna, a bunch of bedrooms and an engine room are a little much for a boat the size of a bus. The murders are complex on paper and require a complex environment that budget can't seem to afford; the same budget that can't handle Manhattan. The film's resolution feels shoehorned in to justify the monstrous premise...