Final Destination movies are almost indistinguishable from each other, and follow a similar formula: Teenage or young adult protagonists avoid a horrible cataclysm when one of them has a foreboding premonition which saves them. The catastrophe occurs and they watch with horrified gratitude that they weren’t one of the victims. But since Death (an unseen force in these movies) can’t be cheated, Death goes about killing the cast one by one anyway with Rube Golberg-esque efficiency.

The ClearPlay Factor

The Final Destination is an incredibly violent movie, more than earning its R-rating by showing graphic deaths in ridiculously imaginative ways. (This, by the way, is not a compliment.) The ClearPlayed version cuts about 50 incidents of profanity, a graphic scene of intercourse, and multiple instances of grotesque, bloody violence. It’s pervasively bleak view of death still makes it inappropriate for young audiences.

Is it appropriate for any audiences?…

The only people this movie will appeal to are those who embrace egregious violence. They may even laugh at the silliness of its extreme nature. For their added enjoyment, they can watch it in primitive 3-D. But for families using ClearPlay, it becomes a question of “What’s the point?” The graphic violence is the star, and it’s thankfully cut in the ClearPlayed version. What’s left? The acting is bad, the script one-dimensional, and the methods of death tedious. The best Destination for this movie is far away from your DVD player.

Marty Nabhan—ClearPlay Reaper, Grimmer after seeing The Final Destination

Rated R for strong violent/gruesome accidents, language and a scene of sexuality.; 82 min; Directed By David R. Ellis