Nick (Bobby Campo) experiences a premonition of a disaster in a race track and manages to get a few people out, who would have otherwise died. Eric Bress' script wastes no time in shaping its interchangeable characters as, apparently, Death has to immediately dive into placing its cardboard victims in intricate fatalities that have been the series' central gimmick. Ellis' body bag-fodder isn't mitigated by whatever shallow entertainment an additional dimension might have brought.
Arriving on local theaters without the benefit of 3-D, the novelty of 'The Final Destination' goes doubly kaput, as it not only lacks inspired deaths and sympathetic characters, but also because the flatness of David R.
