Dismissed by some at the time as a “dramatically flat” scrap of nonsense made by “contemptuous” film-makers, it was Roger Ebert who provided one of the few voices of dissent, recognising the appeal of the film’s “biblical” dilemma and its “unusual substance”. A teen has a premonition that his flight to Paris will explode mid-air but finds out that by abandoning the plane with a random assortment of peers, a plan has been interrupted and the Grim Reaper must find gruesome ways to redress the imbalance.Īnd so began a formula that was regurgitated over the span of another four sequels as unintended survivors of a tragedy were picked off one-by-one in a series of freak “accidents”, each one nastier than the last. ![]() The set-up remains an underappreciated stroke of genius. ![]() This week marks the 20th anniversary and my (probable) 20th rewatch of Final Destination, a compellingly nasty yet darkly humorous film about the crushing inescapability of death. But there’s another that’s been part of my life for even longer and despite its comparative silliness, it’s arguably had a more profound grip, spookily re-entering my mind at strange times such as these.
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