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Not even a glass of wine could make this worth it.

However, I will say that as a lover of monster moves and creature features, this eve fails to provide the campy fun of those. This does not provide the tension of the original Deep Blue Sea nor the ridiculous fun of Sharknado. Instead it one of those movie where you stop and say "I cannot believe a producer paid money to make this." There is little to salvage from it. The acting is terrible, the script is horrendous, but the actors make the most of the abysmal soap-grade writing, so let's hope their careers survive this bloodbath of a horror film.

I love the wok of Jeffery Reddick, Lin Shaye and Tony Todd. With this brilliant, powerhouse trifecta, I believed that The Final Wish would be the high caliber horror films we've come to expect from the legends of the genre. Recently, Blumhouse has dominated the field with incredible entries with the Conjuring universe films, we've also been treated to the incredible Happy Death Day and some genius indies like the VVitch and Hereditary which joined Insidious and Sinister along with the remake of IT in the reinvention of horror. But no...

The Final Wish was what you might expect from a screenwriter desperate for an idea appropriating a handful of familiar tropes and overbaked concepts, a director fresh out of college who doesn't understand how to compose a story and ultimately a film that as barely worthy of the digital direct release it as given.

In spite of all the unforgivable flaws, Lin Shaye and Tony Todd still manage to remain icons in their talent alone, even when working with abysmal, unoriginal material. And Jeffery Reddick, the mind that brought us the Final Destination franchise seems to have gone completely cold, uninspired and bored with writing which is so desperately sad. I know he can do better than this. The Final WIsh is not something that will be a gleaming addition to his resume given it would have been best left on a slush pile as it needed massive reworking to succeed on any level.

My advice? Skip it. It's a monumental waste of time and an embarrassment to the incredible talents that it had to make use of and failed miserably.

The snob-critics of glossy magazines and aloof newspapers with the third section devoted to a snarky review by some tight collared, middle aged failed filmmaker will never- read again- NEVER give a review on the entertainment value of a motion picture. While they hoist up Victorian war dramas and grandiose adaptations of uppity novels of yore by long dead authors, they will rarely appreciate a modern, original masterpiece. Their bogged down egos simply will not let them. This is why critics flog every M. Night film in favor of Queens in petticoats speaking old English and the Academy awards costumery over creativity.

Let's be real. Glass is a powerful, imaginative film that packs just as much punch as any of the dozens of remakes, rehashes, reimaginings, reboots and sequels in the Marvel and DC universe, if not more. It dares to create a limitless, reshaped landscape separate from the think-hive that gives weight to the storytelling rather than simple optics.

Watch Glass. Watch all of M. Night's films... and Guillermo Del Toro's. There are few filmmakers who are crafting works that will be tomorrows classics like them.