A bunch of high school students board a flight.
It looks like a perfectly ordinary flight, like one you or I have
been on many times. But one particularly superstitious kid is
nervous, and he starts to make you nervous. He has a super vivid
vision of the plane taking off and blowing up. He snaps out of
it and wakes up, but when a trivial detail seen in the vision
repeats itself, he freaks out and gets the hell off the plane.
In the process, some of his friends and a teacher get kicked off,
and together, they get to watch the plane push away from the gate,
take off... and blow up!
That much is very nicely done. The "survivors" are in shock, but grateful they weren't on the plane. Before long, however, they have reason to wish they had never gotten off. It seems that fate had never intended for them to deboard the plane, and their time hasn't finished coming.
This is the part where the movie turns into a sub-average horror movie where a bunch of kids get stalked, not by a knife-wielding maniac or an alien monster, but by the evil forces of fate. This could potentially be a very scary thing. For awhile, you dread every unlit gas burner, every wall socket, every unsecured sharp object... but not for long. After awhile, the rules of engagement and the parameters of reality become so arbitrary, you lose all sense of dread and start to get the feeling like this is all just part of a crappy screenplay. The death sequences became more and more ridiculous, until I just had to roll my eyes and sigh. The movie lost me long before it was supposed to climax.
I was a little disappointed with this film, as some of the reviews I had read promised more bang for my buck. I can't really recommend it unless you're okay for a few cheap thrills and there's nothing better you haven't seen, yet.