When a movie is made and only being released three years later, that usually doesn’t predict a lot of good. Unfortunately, Flight 7500 is no exception to that rule.
As VistaPacific flight 7500 is about to leave LA for Tokyo, we are being introduced to a wide variety of passengers. There’ a dude called Jake (Alex Frost) who’s hitting on Raquel (Christian Serratos), who’s worried that she’s pregnant. There’s the goth girl who is bonding with Rick (Jerry Ferrara), a newlywed who has to put up with his high maintenance wife Liz (Nicky Whelan) and there’s the couple that broke up but who feel they still have to go on an already planned trip (Ryan Kwanten and Amy Smart).
The movie is off to a pretty good start with director Takashi Shimizu (The Grudge) taking plenty of time to get to know the characters. But then a passenger dies and strange things start to happen soon after that, leaving the passengers and crew to figure out what exactly is going on.
What could’ve been a cool mash-up of your typical disaster movie and J-style horror flick, quickly becomes… well, nothing really. Just when Shimizu needs to tighten the noose and rack up the tension, he races through the story (the movie only lasts 75 minutes) and ends up with a complete dud that doesn’t scare, intrigue or amuse. The only thing that’s remarkable about Flight 7500 is how utterly unremarkable it is.