Final Destination: Bloodlines IS COMING—Ready to Cheat Death Again?

I must have been living under a rock, because I just found out that Final Destination 6 (aka Final Destination: Bloodlines) is officially coming to theaters on May 16th (2025). I repeat: May Sixteenth. Fourteen years since the last installment, and somehow the announcement still managed to sneak up on me like a flying wrench on a rollercoaster. And if you’ve already watched the trailer—good for you. If not, it's time go do it.

I am not what you’d call brave. I’m the kind of person who gets anxious during the A24 logo—these days they’re basically synonymous with indie horror. But Final Destination? That was an accident for me. I was in elementary school, lying on the couch next to my mom during one of her weekend movie binges—she used to watch everything. That Saturday night, the channel happened to be playing Final Destination (the very first one). I didn’t sleep properly for a month after that. And yet, I was hooked. That’s a different kind of horror. It’s not just about jump scares or death masquerading as some masked killer—it’s about death itself. That movie shaped my earliest understanding of death: something silent, invisible, and completely inescapable. More fate than figure. More math than malice.

There’s something about the absurd complexity of it all—the chain reactions, the irony, the sheer creativity of each kill—that makes this series a favorite among both horror heads and horror-phobes. Like me. And probably your dog. Seriously, even dogs watch this series, but I bet they see it as a cautionary tale about chasing tennis balls near swimming pools.

If you need a refresher: The Final Destination series started back in 2000, opening with the now-iconic plane explosion scene. Since then, we’ve had…

A highway pile-up (still can't drive behind a logging truck),

A rollercoaster crash (never sat in the front row again),

A racetrack disaster (don’t even get me started on engine parts flying into crowds), and

A collapsing bridge (not exactly something I worry about on a daily commutes, but still terrifying).

The formula is always the same: someone gets a vision, narrowly avoids death, saves a bunch of people—and then Death comes back with a to-do list and zero chill. What’s brilliant is how each film stands alone, but also loosely ties into the others with sly nods and callbacks. And just when we thought the series had run its course, it’s back. With a vengeance.

What makes Bloodlines look genuinely promising is the shift in scale. Instead of focusing on a group of friends or strangers narrowly escaping some freak accident, the story zooms out to an entire family line. According to the trailer, Iris Campbell had a vision decades ago and saved herself—along with others—from death. But by doing so, she broke the natural order. Her descendants—people who “weren’t supposed to exist”—have become walking targets. And Death? Well, Death’s been patient. Real patient.

There’s something morbidly fascinating about how this one vision from the past could ripple across decades, affecting children, grandchildren, and probably that one cousin who never shows up to family reunions. This generational twist is probably what the franchise needs. It gives new weight to the deaths. They’re not just random anymore—they’re personal. And not just in a “you should’ve died at the bridge” kind of way. Now it's more like “you shouldn’t have been born at all,” which is next-level existential horror.

And from what little we’ve seen, Bloodlines seems to be leaning hard into glass as a motif. There are hints that many of the film’s set pieces—deaths, visions, even locations—are themed around glass. Shards, reflections, fractures. Maybe a metaphor for shattered timelines, or maybe the prop department just got a great deal on plexiglass. Either way, I’m into it.

One moment from the trailer shows a character standing on a glass platform suspended above a massive atrium. The tension in that scene is unreal—and you just know something’s going to crack, either the floor or your own spine from squirming so hard in your seat. And what’s genius is how glass is both transparent and deceptive. You can see through it, but you can’t always see what’s about to break. That’s basically the Final Destination ethos in one material. You know what’s coming, but you don’t know how. And when it hits? It’s never the way you expected.

So… Is this the final Final Destination? The trailer feels oddly full-circle. It’s bringing back the idea that Death has rules, that Death is cleaning up a mess, and that there was a point to all the chaos in the earlier films. If the theory holds (and yes, fans are already spinning wild lore webs about this), then Bloodlines could tie together the previous movies into one big, blood-soaked tapestry. That’s a tall order. But if it works? It could be the most satisfying horror reboot in years.