Like its predecessors, Final Destination is a fairground ride of a movie in which death is the one constant. The ingenuity comes in how the protagonists are killed.
They're variously impaled, crushed, slit in half, and burnt to death. Acupuncture needles, kitchen implements and even the parallel bars in a gymnasium take on unexpectedly lethal qualities. The characterisation is risible but real sadistic craftsmanship has gone into designing the elaborate sequences of freak accidents, which end in eyeballs popping out or limbs being lopped off. One health and safety message is clear – water and electricity don't go together.