Genre fans are nothing if not specific, boiling films down to their bare-bones essence for purposes of classification. Only they could invent a term such as "Canuxploitation" for horror films of the 1970s and '80s made in Canada.
Cross-pollination with new technology yields "My Bloody Valentine 3-D" as a result. Part remake, part continuation of the 1981 original, the new film connects to its predecessor most strongly by reviving the Jason-ish villain in an industrial jumpsuit, helmet and gas mask who dutifully works his way through the ranks of a small mining community. He wheezes and he kills.
"My Bloody Valentine 3-D" is a straight-ahead, meat-and-potatoes slasher-stalker picture. In 3-D.
Advances in digital technology have allowed the filmmakers to largely avoid the physical headaches that are perhaps the biggest hallmark of the cyclical attempts at 3-D moviemaking.
The effects here can be startling, but after a while the minor thrill of the trick is gone. How often can the evil miner swing his mighty pickax straight toward the camera?