Final Destination Bloodlines plays the hits, yet it plays them as big and loud, so fans of the franchise get everything they want and more.
Author: James Preston Poole
James Preston Poole
James Preston Poole is a freelance writer for But Why Tho? covering film and television, with a special focus on genre and indie film. He has written about film since he was a child and has learned over the decades that each film or TV series is its own unique beast that deserves to be met on its own terms.
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