I have to admit that I’m not particularly fond of the saga. Since the release of the third film, I believe the quality, creativity, and acting of the franchise have significantly declined.
When I learned that a sixth Flixtor film would be made 14 years later, I was quite intrigued. These films are popular, and perhaps it was a major push, or maybe it was just a money-making venture.
The opening sequence, filled with premonitions, gore, and intense sensations, struck me as brutal—a strong declaration of intent that persists throughout the entire film.
Overall, I found it to be a fairly good movie, regaining some of the charm that the franchise had lost.
It features very interesting and imaginative deaths, which is what one expects when attending a film like this. The MRI scene in the hospital, in particular, is quite brutal and has become one of my all-time favorites.
I also appreciated that the story centers around a family, which adds a new and refreshing element to the saga. When Tony Todd made his cameo and delivered words that felt more like a message to the audience than mere dialogue, I was finally convinced that I might be watching the best film in the franchise.
All of this culminated in a fantastic ending… a remarkable ending if it signifies the conclusion of the entire story, acknowledging that death always prevails and that we must accept things as they are; otherwise, death will come and act very, very poorly.
In my view, this is the finest film of the six and serves as a wonderful tribute to Tony Todd.