The spoiler in this review (and in the movie), is that the little girl lands a 727 and saves herself and the day.
This may not be the worst movie I have ever seen, but with confidence, it is in my bottom three. Understand that I love this genre beyond all reason, and never fail to root for the hero/heroine of the Our Pilots Are Dead or Disabled, Can Any of You Passengers Land This Plane movies. And goodness knows, I've watched some stinkeroos.
But my goodness, never before have I rooted against the happy ending so aggressively! Please, please let her be sucked out the hole in the fuselage! Or have her neck broken by flying debris! Or let her simply die of hypoxia, since she's too stupid to make a connection between the oxygen bottle she's playing with and consciousness at 35,0000 feet!! When nonesuch come to pass, then I will settle for the smoldering wreckage of the devastating fireball in which the movie (and all aboard the doomed flight) should have ended.
I won't even discuss the realities of aviation, (nor insist on compliance with basic laws of physics), but who can possibly find drama in this dreck? Never mind Capt. Sully's extraordinary competence (encapsulated completely in the word "unable"), let's celebrate the true heroics of civilian aviation. If a writer cannot find drama in the single finest piece of emergency civilian flying ever (with full credit to Captain Haynes and F.O. Records), then this crap is all we'll ever be left with. (Haven't seen "Crash Landing: The Rescue of Flight 232," but I'll be looking.) They saved 185 lives which should have been lost; this movie saves one thirteen-year-old who's personality would have been improved by an early demise.
If you like the genre, and want civilians saving the day, seek out "Terror in the Sky," and leave this one to the sub-teenagers for whom it may have been written, but who are also much smarter than the writers.
Oh, great Joe Mantegna of Things Change and Searching for Bobby Fischer, how could you have led me here?
This may not be the worst movie I have ever seen, but with confidence, it is in my bottom three. Understand that I love this genre beyond all reason, and never fail to root for the hero/heroine of the Our Pilots Are Dead or Disabled, Can Any of You Passengers Land This Plane movies. And goodness knows, I've watched some stinkeroos.
But my goodness, never before have I rooted against the happy ending so aggressively! Please, please let her be sucked out the hole in the fuselage! Or have her neck broken by flying debris! Or let her simply die of hypoxia, since she's too stupid to make a connection between the oxygen bottle she's playing with and consciousness at 35,0000 feet!! When nonesuch come to pass, then I will settle for the smoldering wreckage of the devastating fireball in which the movie (and all aboard the doomed flight) should have ended.
I won't even discuss the realities of aviation, (nor insist on compliance with basic laws of physics), but who can possibly find drama in this dreck? Never mind Capt. Sully's extraordinary competence (encapsulated completely in the word "unable"), let's celebrate the true heroics of civilian aviation. If a writer cannot find drama in the single finest piece of emergency civilian flying ever (with full credit to Captain Haynes and F.O. Records), then this crap is all we'll ever be left with. (Haven't seen "Crash Landing: The Rescue of Flight 232," but I'll be looking.) They saved 185 lives which should have been lost; this movie saves one thirteen-year-old who's personality would have been improved by an early demise.
If you like the genre, and want civilians saving the day, seek out "Terror in the Sky," and leave this one to the sub-teenagers for whom it may have been written, but who are also much smarter than the writers.
Oh, great Joe Mantegna of Things Change and Searching for Bobby Fischer, how could you have led me here?