Final Destination Bloodlines

We’re here for the kills and, again, every single kill in 'Final Destination Bloodlines' is a winner. Every time a head explodes, which is a lot, you’ll want to stand up and cheer.


Lipovsky and Stein elicit not a single solid performance from their cast, and their tale’s twists are illogical even by the material’s established guidelines.

While it might not be the best horror film release this year by any means, Bloodlines is undoubtedly a solid and studied chapter in the Final Destination universe.

It was a mistake to make a Final Destination movie into an almost two-hour-long family drama.

Lipovsky and Stein don't go straight for the jugular, they feel around it and drag out the inevitable, and the fun is in the tension they build and the false finishes they tease.

The acting too is ropey at best (aside from standouts Todd and Richard Harmon, as the sardonic tattoo artist Erik) but even that seems to work within the context of this schlocky delight.

“Final Destination Bloodlines” is a gory, fun time, which is ultimately what fans are there for.

Bloodlines resurrects everyone’s favorite non-corporeal grim reaper for another gleefully twisted adventure, proving that even after more than a decade-long drought, Death still has impeccable timing and a wicked sense of humor.

Bloodlines is a surprisingly fun and gloriously gory injection of new life into the franchise.

Bloodlines works best, then, when it’s just another Final Destination movie. When it’s trying to be something, anything, more than that, the franchise’s entire appeal is snuffed out.