The film opens with a rather odd fake-out that immediately lets us know that we're not in for a particularly inspiring time at the movies. And these are amplified by the total absence of any legitimate genre pleasures. Meanwhile, it has all the usual horror movie problems: lousy characters with clunky motivations and arbitrary, disconnected plot connections. It's crudely uninteresting, the kind of horror film that demonstrates nothing but contempt for horror fans inassuming that it's the mere fact of killing off an ensemble of boring assholes that we find appealing, not the ingenuity and craftsmanship of the kills. In Countdown, Death - or rather, the irritated demon whose curse has been thwarted, but it amounts to the same thing - just uses telekinesis to throw its victims against the wall a few times until they die.
The difference being that in Final Destination and its sequels, Death gets its revenge through the form of inordinately complicated Rube Goldberg death traps.
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In this case, it's basically just a smartphone update to Final Destination: if you figure out how to cheat Death, Death gets pissed off and makes you suffer a bit before killing you anyway. Countdown makes the deadliest mistake I can imagine a film making: it openly rips off a movie that's already quite famous with its target audience, and proceeds to to an objectively, obviously worse job of the material the two have in common.
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