Okay, this makes the ending so much funnier because it implies that Death was SO overworked as a result of the events in Bloodlines that he took a six month hiatus before returning to finish off Alex, Clear, and Carter.

This is just the equivalent of all of the times that death was sending up reports and they got sent back for correction and now we have to spend extra time on his lunch breaks getting it all taken care of

Death is such a sadistic, indirect asshole that it forgot that lightning strikes, aneurysms and Big Macs exist 😂

Death after killing Bludworth with cancer:

"Oh man I really shoulda tried this one earlier..."

After the Final Destination movies, Death becomes so mad he becomes a wolf and starts hunting down a cat that only has one life left as a work vacation.

I was always under impression Death leaves survivors intentionally to hunt them for sport.

The immortal jellyfish aren't deaths Achilles heel, he just like jellyfish

I have a theory that the "visionaries" actually get the visions because they're supposed to survive. Like, either they've naturally evolved some sort of psychic sense or whatever, so it's natural, or the visions come from whatever force seems to sometimes be opposing Death. The problem is, they always save a bunch of people who WERE supposed to die, instead of quietly saving themselves, or having nobody listen to them, like Cassandra. That's why they're always basically last on the list, and sometimes able to survive.

I always imagined this universe's death as a office worker, kinda like the game "death and taxes"

I like the idea that death has been behind the whole time cause he missed killing off the first amoeba.

And then Death learns all the Flight 180 survivors caused the Route 23 people to evade death, along with one of them also having a vision, just to mess up his plans more.

Just imagining Death sitting in his desk chair, crying frustrated tears because he's just trying to do his job and these entitled brats keep making his life (ha) difficult.

I think my favorite thing about the whole series is Todd's death. Every single death can be attributed to feasible (if a bit unbelievable) accidents that can get a little rube goldberg at times but are still within the realm of movie physics. Todd's was the only one that was explicitly supernatural. The water valve wasn't always leaky, it turned on it's own to create the leak. Then Todd slips on the water and what does the water do? It retracts back into the toilet completely defying everything about how water works.

In the FD universe, Death is able to Rube Goldberg a death through 20+ stages, yet can't give a brain aneurism which in our universe can happen to anyone at any time...
Unless... in the FDU, it's a group of Deaths sitting around playing a game, and the 'original vision' is the 'setup', and then they are just taking turns drawing action cards to effect the rounds...

2:14 I don’t think we can blame death on the skyview. That was a casualty simulator even before divine intervention.

I feel like he missed an opportunity for a good dinosaur extinction joke by saying something like "For billions of years it all went along seamlessly, well there was that one time you got super lazy and had to play catch up with a Himalayan sized asteroid, but who was counting...besides you?" Lol, oh well still great vid!

Death legitimately does it for the love of the game.

Just what i needed after getting out of A&E with a fractured hand

so here's a true story. In 2007 I passed my test. I had been out alone a few times on P plates. Finally took them off and was about to go to my friends in town, a good 20 minute drive on a 50MPH road. I was about to get it and my Nan randomly calls me and said to me, vobatum "Mike you're not driving are you? Sorry I just had this feeling. Can you check under the car for me?" So i checked and sure enough, brake fluid was leaking. Had my cousin come over and fix it for me, no problem. Few days later, I'm driving home from a night shift at 7AM and suddenly, without and warning, this rented out BMW swerves across the road, hits my driver door and sent me into a 360 spin. I go front first into a lampost at maybe 35MPH. Windscreen shatters and sends glass into the drivers seet. Steering wheel exploded plastic into the seat. I wasn't wearing my seatbelt since it was a retail park, i usually put it on when on the access road to the motorway. I was flung sideways as all the shrapnel went into the seat where I should of been. When i told my friend about it years later, he said "shit, thats some final destination stuff!"

That was great fun.  Death needs an assistant to tell him "my lord, your plan for this guy didnt work".  I always pictured final destination was connected to the tv series "dead like me" where a bunch of incomptetant grim reapers keep screwing up their job.