"The Final Destination" presents its audiences with an unpleasantly stupid experience that will bore even the most tolerable of horror fans. It was not made for anyone who actually admires the genre, and it's so filled with CGI gore that you can't even call it stylistic. It's the first of the "Final Destination" films to be presented in 3D, but that should only make you want to avoid it more, more, and more.
And of course it was directed by David R. Ellis; the same man who screwed with a good idea by making "Final Destination 2", and ruining a good time by sitting in the director's chair that was attached to "Snakes on a Plane". This guy must be a joke, because he can't make even the silliest kind of movie fun. But then again, I haven't seen "Cellular".
Oh, what's the point of even TELLING you what the movie is about? You KNOW what the premise is: death has a plan for survivors of the many accidents that it causes, and people get killed off by the concept of death itself one-by-one...by one. That's been the formula of the last three films, and the fourth flick is no different. Actually; yeah it is. I thought that the first film and its second sequel, "Final Destination 3", were at least fun popcorn flicks. "Final Destination 2" wasn't bad, but it lacked the humor of the other two and resembles this one the more-and-more I think about it.
The film opens with a race-car collision; causing an explosion. People are killed, but of course, there are those fortunate enough to escape. And as always, there's one character with the ability to predict these events; thus he can save his friends, and he does. I don't see why he would; they're all obnoxious and stupid, kind of like him. So much for a hero, hero.
Death kills people by taking their eye out with rocks that are hit by the blades of lawnmowers. People also die from getting sucked into drains in the pool, falling bathtubs, and even by their own trucks. Goody, goody, goody!
I suppose some people do enjoy this filth. That's why there's a fifth "Final Destination" movie coming out fairly soon, and that's why this was made. Here is a film made without craft, and while it certainly WANTS to entertain, it doesn't. I couldn't stand how many things the filmmakers, writers, and editors got wrong. Did they think this was cool? Did they think this was hip? I guess they did. But this did not need to be made, thus making it unnecessary; and bad, bad, bad.
Do not go in expecting to have fun. Do not go in because the movie has a cool poster (with a skull on it to scream "boo"). Lastly, don't see it because you think you'll be wowed by the 3D effects; because you won't be. If you're smart, you'll save yourself the boredom and yawns that come with this film free of charge. I'm lucky I didn't spend a penny to see it; because that would have been money wasted. I like my horror movies suspenseful, well-made, and fun. This is not a horror movie. This isn't even torture porn, death porn, or whatever you want to call it. This is, quite frankly, shit; and it's the kind that only David R. Ellis could possibly make.
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Installment #4 in the premonition-ladenFinal Destinationseries comes on like a poker-faced send-up of the previous episodes, featuring a collection of hilariously over-the-top deaths and the usual array of Rube Goldberg set-ups--except this time the chain reactions rarely result in mayhem. Fate, it seems, is more random than that. We open at a racetrack, where vapid teen Bobby Campo has a vision of slaughter involving cars crashing and bleachers crumbling. When he hustles girlfriend Shantal VanSanten and their friends out of the grandstands before the real conflagration, it doesn't take long to figure out that their time is going to come, and soon. (Which they would have known if they'd watched the first threeFinal Destinationmovies.) From there, it's just waiting around for the killings, which this time utilize a car wash, a beauty parlor, and a tow truck run amok. Perhaps the gruesomeness of the deaths this time is explained by the cheapjack production (gotta grab 'em with something) and surely the many jabbing, jutting implements are there because the film was released to some theaters in 3-D. As for the death that occurs in a swimming-pool drain, it seems somebody read Chuck Palahniuk's notorious story "Guts," or at least had an ear for urban legends. The bland characters and tin-ear dialogue don't help anything, even if the climactic sequence in a movie theater showing a 3-D film suggests a lurking sense of self-awareness. Moral: there may be three dimensions, but ...