Redemption: "Airport"

Redemption: "Airport"

Re-reviewing the 1970 "classic"

Just one look at Tura Satana's bustier-than-life go-go dancer Varla relegates the 1965 film Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! to the lowly status of a sexploitation movie; from the start, it is unable to regard the entire package as anything but a novelty. In spite of, or perhaps because of its notorious critical failure, it has often been reexamined by critics and, over time, has garnered high praise from feminists and film critics alike.

Life's funny like that sometimes.

Like the works of Edgar Allan Poe or Vincent Van Gogh, a movie is sometimes unfairly labeled as "bad," and shunted aside for the next week's new release. It gets filed away as a dud and for every Faster, Pussycat!, there are dozens of rhinestones-in-the-rough which are forgotten about. It is my hope to dust off these cinematic-crapfests and try to salvage them in my own fledgling series I've so cleverly named "Redemption".

This week's film is arguably iconic, a movie which not only made a killing at the box office but gave birth to an entire genre: 1970's Airport. With an all-star ensemble cast and a dozen meandering, paper thin plot lines (which finally, mercifully come together nearly halfway through the movie), it still retains a kind of modernity to it. Replace Jacqueline Bisset with Katherine Heigl, Dean Martin with Bradley Cooper, and Helen Hayes with Sally Field and you would have an instant summer blockbuster.

The first half of the movie is relentlessly long, chiefly due to the eye-popping amount of exposition required for the mile-long list of leading characters (don't even ask about the secondary leads and supporting cast). Though the movie panders relentlessly to the audience, this is the movie that elevated the lowly disaster film to a hallowed, kitschy art form, and I was entirely too engrossed to be offended by Airport's assumption that I am wholly unable to infer meaning. Detractors may call it a two hour long series of predictability, but nobody can say it isn't entertaining, and, unlike the modern incarnations of these ensemble movies (Valentine's Day, New Year's Eve, et cetera), the large cast does not detract from the film.

The true standout of this melodramatic plane wreck, however, is the Academy Award-winner (Best Actress - 1931) Helen Hayes who delivers the most endearing, authentic performance as a "crafty little old bitty" who finds joy in subverting authority by sneaking aboard flights. Hayes is a refreshing break from the parade of excessive histrionics, and plays her role with a wide-eyed, comically insincere innocence which landed her an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress. Van Heflin and Maureen Stapleton as the terrorist and his suffering wife are two other gleaming points of the movie (Heflin chooses to wring every last outlandish expression from his one-dimensional antagonist and Stapleton's solemnity is, dare I say, moving), but it is Hayes who ultimately steals the over-inflated show.

Final Verdict: Though this movie is by no means a cinematic masterpiece, its moderate thrills (for 1970) and standout performances by hallowed veterans of the stage and screen more than keep this soap-opera-in-the-sky afloat. It's more than worth a watch (even if just for a laugh at how lax security regulations were in a pre-9/11 society [a twitching man with bulging eyes clutching a suitcase to his chest only draws suspicion after he boards the plane, and even then it is met with skepticism]), though maybe not one with a critical eye, and stands head, shoulders, wings, and cockpit over several of the piss-poor disaster films which succeeded it.

Stray observation: Dean "Slurs every word he isn't singing" Martin doesn't strike me as the most competent pilot.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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11 Songs That I Haven't Been Able To Get Out Of My Head, And You Won't, Either

Finals is coming and these are the songs I keep on repeat.



1. "Goodbye Again" by Vertical Horizon

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5. "Street Map" by Athlete

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