Final Destination 2
The one with the big freeway pileup. Not to be confused with The Matrix Reloaded.
Cassandra, if she was a whinny bitch. This sequel is literally the same script with minor tweaks, but a lot more massive explosions. Seriously, just gigantic explosions everywhere.
Just like the last time, everyone is fucking loaded. The protagonist wrecks a brand new SUV and a couple days later is already driving around a brand new VW New Beetle.
The cop that saves her has no chemistry with here, but it doesn’t matter, they are friendzoned. The tone is not full parody yet, but it’s a lot less serious.
Most of the deaths are electrical code violations, people being made of plasticine, or outright bizarre behaviour. It’s like watching those TV commercials where the woman cannot operate a blanket without strangling herself.
The kid at the dentist makes a freaking molestation joke! What the fuck!
Only new life can defeat Death
Says Death himself.
This is PG-13, so some punk tells the nutter woman: “Suck my junk, bi-atch”! But people being literally impaled and torn apart is kosher for teenagers.
The theme naming remains, but they are running out of directors. There’s a Carpenter now.
So much product placement. All the nutters choose Apple, to access MapQuest and Altavista(?).
Other than the woman from Heroes (which dies), this is a whole new cast.
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