We’re gonna state an uncontroversial opinion (well, we hope it’s uncontroversial): The Final Destination movies absolutely fucking rock. And while 2 remains the best — that crash sequence straight-up scarred us back in the day — they all have some worthwhile moments and absurdly creative kills. But for some reason, the hands of fate (or death) are back in the cultural consciousness: We had Osgood Perkins’ The Monkey earlier this year, which transformed Stephen King’s short story into a madcap, deeply funny farce, and now we’re getting Final Destination: Bloodlines, a rebootquel-prequel that’s sure to feature all of the bloody Rube Goldberg-mechanics that we’ve been sorely lacking in cinema since the ’10s.
Think about it: Barack Obama was president — first-term Obama no less — when the last one of these movies came out. The Bin Laden raid had just happened a few months before it came out. Lebron James had just lost to the Mavs in the NBA Finals. In short, it’s been a long time coming, and this trailer, which Warner Bros. dropped earlier on Tuesday, is a helpful reminder as to why these movies should have never stopped coming out. Fuck a hiatus, Death’s got silly shit to do.
Take a look:
Here’s a brief synopsis:
“The newest chapter in New Line Cinema’s bloody successful franchise takes audiences back to the very beginning of Death’s twisted sense of justice — ‘Final Destination Bloodlines.’ Plagued by a violent recurring nightmare, college student Stefanie heads home to track down the one person who might be able to break the cycle and save her family from the grisly demise that inevitably awaits them all.”
Final Destination: Bloodlines hits theaters on May 16. Also, pour one out for Tony Todd, the king, who passed away last year but completed this film before he died. RIP, King.