Studio: New Line Cinema
Director: Adam Stein, Zach Lipovsky
Writer: Guy Busick, Lori Evans Taylor, Jon Watts
Producer: Craig Perry, Sheila Hanahan Taylor, Jon Watts, Dianne McGunigle, Toby Emmerich
Stars: Kaitlyn Santa Juana, Teo Briones, Richard Harmon, Owen Patrick Joyner, Rya Kihlstedt, Anna Lore, Brec Bassinger, Tony Todd
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Summary:
A cursed family becomes caught in a cycle of gruesome deaths connected to a catastrophic event 60 years earlier.
Review:
Attending horror trivia on a monthly basis regularly reminds me that my memory for movies isn’t what it used to be. Part of that has to do with an increase in other interests along with a diminished attention span, leaving less room in my head for filing away fright films. Related to that, perhaps a bigger part has to do with more movies being made as disposable streaming content, making many of them not worth remembering in the first place.
One moviegoing experience I can still recall vividly is seeing the first “Final Destination” in a crowded Santa Monica theater back when the movie debuted in 2000. What I remember most is the palpable tension you could feel in the auditorium during each scene’s buildup. The camera had an uncanny knack for cutting to conspicuous closeups to inject a bunch of horrible possibilities into our heads. Then we watched the spark burn down a figurative fuse into a gloriously gory explosion, sometimes literally. Before cellphones brought out the worst in moviegoers, you could hear giggles of giddy anticipation mixed with nails burrowing into seat cushions, and you were glad you could watch everyone excitedly erupt from those devious domino lines that became an unmistakable signature of the series’ style.
Subsequent sequels continued that format with varying degrees of success, but “Final Destination: Bloodlines” represents better than of any of them how to apply the first film’s mindset for delivering distinctive deaths to create an entry that deftly swirls freshness into the franchise’s familiarity. Maybe the long layoff between the fifth film and this sixth installment recharged the IP’s batteries. Maybe the makers just had a lightning strike of unique inspiration. Whatever the reason, “Final Destination: Bloodlines” triggers those same synapses as the original with a no-fat diet and smart structuring that defies its origin as popcorn entertainment for mass consumption.
“Final Destination: Bloodlines” builds a delightfully demented experience by knowing what it is and what it is not. The film features only as much story as necessary, and only enough family drama to give light weight to the characters for minimal motivations and audience empathy. Exposition, which often comes in heaps whenever multiple people have to come to terms with complicated scenarios like they do in these movies, gets delivered breathlessly, or comes couched in moving moments like a Tony Todd monologue that takes on surprisingly sentimental meaning in the wake of the actor’s passing.
The basic plot involves three generations of a family that’s been haunted by a toppling tower tragedy ever since the 1960s. The grandmother lives like Laurie Strode in “Halloween” 2018, becoming so sure Death is determined to destroy her for surviving the tower’s collapse, she’s resigned to isolation in a fortified cabin where her only activity is figuring out ways to stay a step ahead of the fate she avoided decades earlier. Her granddaughter has recurring nightmares related to the tower disaster, and the mother in between them has had her life adversely affected by that event too. They have more immediate problems at hand when Death renews, with violent vigor, his determination to put them and the rest of their family six feet underground with the most macabre methods imaginable.
“Bloodlines” understands no one comes into a “Final Destination” film for the fiction, which is why its focus is firmly, and correctly, on satisfying horror-hungry appetites with suspense-stuffed deaths. Following established formula, every cutaway becomes a potential clue designed to see if your mind can predict what will happen before the movie shows you. What does the zoom into this particular prop mean? Is it important that she pricked her finger on a thorn? How will the specific placement of that beer bottle come into play? The opening scene in the sky-view restaurant runs wild on the biggest playground, but even the smaller confines of a tattoo parlor are just as tantalizing for getting your eyes to dart around looking for possible pathways a Rube Goldberg sequence can rip through.
“Bloodlines” is equally clever at toying with audience expectations. When a certain someone starts backing into a street like we’ve seen in so many similar situations, you become certain you’re about to see the common shock of a car suddenly striking that person from off-frame. Then the moment passes without any such splat, right before you remember this movie is too creative to ever do something that simple.
Like how audiences snicker at the ludicrous logic of an atomic monster movie, “Final Destination: Bloodlines” is wild in the best way possible. From the ridiculous woodland home built like a battlefield to a spectacular finale that illustrates every outrageous fable we’ve ever been told about coins on train tracks, you can practically see the filmmakers grinning with wicked glee as they concoct craziness that would be absurd for a Wile E. Coyote cartoon yet makes for excellent escapist entertainment.
Gruesome impalements. Fiery explosions. Underwater shots. It looks like there were no limits on what anyone was willing to spend or do for the sake of one more blood-soaked splash to keep upping an already-mountainous ante. “Final Destination: Bloodlines” doesn’t require viewers to have their brains at full power, not because the movie is dopey, but because the filmmakers had their imaginations operating at 100% capacity.
Review Score: 80
There's nothing intriguing about watching Eric track down and slaughter stuntmen instead of exacting a deserving vendetta against distinct villains.