The largest problem with Countdown is that it has absolutely nothing new to bring to the genre, or to viewers.

Since Final Destination came out nearly 20 years ago, there have been a plethora of supernatural, underhanded attempts to cash in on that franchise’s success.

From Joshua Jackson’s vehicle Shutter — about a killer camera — and Edward Burns’ One Missed Call — about a killer phone — to Countdown — about a killer app — there’s nothing here that gave me even a little bit of joy.

Countdown is a boring, droll horror film with neither frights nor any real plot. The comedic relief is neither funny or relieving and smells of desperation.

Writer-director Justin Dec, who has some interesting credits as a production assistant, has managed to make a film devoid of any spark or creativity.

It’s sad star Elizabeth Lail was so good in Netflix hit You and so terrible here, and Twilight star Peter Facinelli gives a trainwreck turn here. The only shining light is Black Lightning star Jordan Calloway, an actor who has a chance to push through the wreckage and make a great career after this misstep.

The only thing I felt compelled by in Countdown was the need to check my watch, as I saw the seconds slowly clock by until the credits mercifully rolled.

Jordan Parker is a PR professional and journalist in Halifax, and these reviews appear first on his film blog Parker & the Picture Shows.