I always enjoy this one. It's simple, unexplainable, and free of moral lessons.
Fight 33 is on its way from London to New York and passes through a time barrier -- "somehow, some way," as Captain John Anderson puts it.
It's done in low key. Nobody shrieks or tears his or her hair out over the fact that Flight 33 of Global Circumcisional Airlines has passed into some sort of time warp. There's a slight bump and a flash of light. The ground speed rockets. Finally, down below, there is Manhattan island, only there's nothing there but dinosaurs. The fact that 70 million years ago, Manhattan looked nothing like it does today is of no importance.
Pilot Anderson tries to bust back into the present by regaining altitude and pushing the air speed up. No dice. New York city looks more like New York, with skyscrapers and all that, but they're still suffering from jet lag. It's 1939 and no one on the ground has ever heard of radar, and there is no Idlewild Airport.
Anderson could have landed at LaGuardia and they'd all have been hailed as heroes -- this being 1939 and 1939 being a critical year in world history. But, no. Anderson decides to try again to get back to the 1960s, the fool.
Well, there may be no moral and no message, but it's full of suspense and surprises and is entirely entertaining.
Fight 33 is on its way from London to New York and passes through a time barrier -- "somehow, some way," as Captain John Anderson puts it.
It's done in low key. Nobody shrieks or tears his or her hair out over the fact that Flight 33 of Global Circumcisional Airlines has passed into some sort of time warp. There's a slight bump and a flash of light. The ground speed rockets. Finally, down below, there is Manhattan island, only there's nothing there but dinosaurs. The fact that 70 million years ago, Manhattan looked nothing like it does today is of no importance.
Pilot Anderson tries to bust back into the present by regaining altitude and pushing the air speed up. No dice. New York city looks more like New York, with skyscrapers and all that, but they're still suffering from jet lag. It's 1939 and no one on the ground has ever heard of radar, and there is no Idlewild Airport.
Anderson could have landed at LaGuardia and they'd all have been hailed as heroes -- this being 1939 and 1939 being a critical year in world history. But, no. Anderson decides to try again to get back to the 1960s, the fool.
Well, there may be no moral and no message, but it's full of suspense and surprises and is entirely entertaining.