Producers: Craig Perry, Sheila Hanahan Taylor, Jon Watts, Dianne McGunigle and Toby Emmerich Directors: Adam Stein and Zach Lipovsky Screenplay: Guy Busick and Lori Evans Taylor Cast: Kaitlyn Santa Juana, Teo Briones, Richard Harmon, Owen Patrick Joyner, Anna Lore, Rya Kihlstedt, Alex Zahara, Brec Bassinger, Gabrielle Rose, Max Lloyd-Jones, Tinpo Lee, April Telek, Jayden Oniah, Natasha Burnett, Bernard Cuffling, Travis Turner, Noah Bromley, Brenna Llewellyn and Tony Todd Distributor: New Line/Warner Bros.
Grade: B-
It’s never a good idea to get emotionally invested in any of the characters in a “Final Destination” movie, since pretty much all of them are marked for death. But for the makers of the franchise it’s proven a profitable financial investment indeed, encompassing five solidly-grossing entries between 2000 and 2011 before being put on hiatus until now.
“Bloodlines” represents a tweaking of the series’ premise to add plenty of potential new victims beyond those who have actually “cheated” death by escaping some mass casualty event through a premonition of the upcoming disaster. The addendum is that all those biologically descended from the escapees become targets of the Grim Reaper too, to be dealt with seriatim, according to the order in which their ancestors would have perished, and always in the gruesomely inventive fashions that have become de rigueur according to the established formula.
The movie begins with a spectacular set piece that depicts the disaster that never happened, which would have been caused by a literal bad penny. The locale is an observation-deck restaurant perched atop a tall tower in some unidentified city in the late sixties. Iris (Brec Bassinger) is surprised when her beau Paul Campbell (Mac Lloyd-Jones) squires her to its opening night, and though the snooty maitre’d (Bernard Cuffling) refuses to recognize their reservation, the couple has a pretty good time, especially since Paul takes the occasion to propose.
Unfortunately an obnoxious kid (Noah Bromley) intends to drop a penny he swiped from the place’s fountain off the tower even though a guard has told him not to. When the boy ignores him, Iris takes the coin away, but during their struggle it’s thrown into the machinery that keeps the restaurant operational, with potentially catastrophic results that Iris foresees and warns the crowd about—ineffectually. We watch the collapse of the structure, with fire engulfing the place as people try to escape, some falling to their deaths below. (One in a series of clever needle drops is inserted as the valet parkers run from bodies crashing onto the pavement.) The obnoxious penny-throwing kid meets an especially satisfying fate.
In reality, though, Iris’ announcement led to a panicked evacuation that averted what we’ve just seen. But, as the franchise has taught us, death will not allow such a harvest of souls to be stolen from him. He begins to stalk not only those who would have died in the order in which they would have met their demises, but their offspring and grandkids before moving on to the next victim.
We come to know this because college student Stefani Reyes (Kaitlyn Santa Juana) is terrified by a recurrent nightmare of Iris’ vision, which she begins to investigate. To do that, she has to find out about her maternal grandmother Iris Campbell, but her father Marty (Tinpo Lee) warns her against it, and her younger brother Charlie (Teo Briones) is dismissive; both are still angry that Marty’s wife Darlene (Rya Kihlstedt), Iris’ daughter, had abandoned the family years before. Stefani nonetheless approaches her uncle Howard (Alex Zahara), Darlene’s older brother, for information, and though he’s unresponsive, his wife Brenda (April Telek) gives her a lead to Iris’ whereabouts, a monstrous death-proofed enclave where the old woman has lived for years, assiduously collecting data about the myriad others who’d been at the Sky View with her and have perished over the years, along with their children, from oldest to youngest, and grandchildren, also by age.
Stefani is initially creeped out by Iris, but comes to believe her ravings as a result of what happens to Iris when she ventures outside her sanctuary, and then the tragedy that befalls her first-born, Howard. Thus begins the series of imaginatively gruesome deaths in the family devised by writers Guy Busick and Lori Evans Taylor and staged with panache by directors Adam Stein and Zach Lipovsky (with considerable help from their effects crew and prosthetics department, of course). Stefani’s aim is to find a way to save her cousins Erik (Richard Harmon), Bobby (Owen Patrick Joyner) and Julia (Anna Lore), as well as her mother, who returns for Iris’ funeral, as well as herself and Charlie. But that proves easier said than done; even a visit to William Bludworth (Tony Todd), the grown-up version of the young boy (Jayden Oniah) Iris had rescued in her premonition who’s somehow managed to survive to old age, suggests only a couple of ways out.
The premise behind the “Final Destination” franchise was always a good one; the idea of an unseen death force exhibiting cleverness and a grim sense of humor in effecting the deaths of his chosen ones carries a nasty charge, and even when the writers of some earlier installments failed to employ it to best advantage it continued to resonate. Busick and Taylor toy with it expertly—a backyard barbecue sequence is filled with cheeky feints before the axe falls, and a couple of twists regarding the Campbell cousins (as well as more spot-on needle drops added to Tim Wynn’s score) adds to the outrageously jokey tone. The return of the penny at the close is also a nifty touch.
To be sure, the acting is variable, ranging from adequate to amateurish, but given the fact that this is just a mid-level picture in budgetary terms, the directors, production designer Rachel O’Toole, cinematographer Christian Sebaldt, editor Sabrina Pine and the effects and makeup teams have succeeded in making it look a more expensive product than it actually is; that opening atop the Sky View is actually pretty stunning, an improvement on the similar one in the recent “Drop,” and another big disaster at the close is an effective capper. And, of course, it’s a bonus to have a valedictory turn by Todd, a veteran of the franchise, who looks very ill but uses that physical infirmity to deepen his cameo.
No “Final Destination” movie is ever going to be a deep cinematic masterpiece about death; if that’s what you’re after, search out “The Seventh Seal.” But this is the cream of the crop in a generally disreputable genre, and even viewers who usually avoid such gory-but-funny death flicks (which, after all, are basically exercises in sadism) might find it worth taking a chance on.
And may one suggest that if another installment is in order, could we see what actually befalls that nasty penny-pitching boy and his descendants?