I watched a movie last night that, in my opinion was so good, I wanted to replay it ... but it was getting late, so I didn't. I just might watch it again tonight. It's called "Passengers" and it stars the always-wonderful Anne Hathaway. It was released in the theatres last fall, and for some reason I had never heard of this movie. Have any of you heard of it ... or seen it? No, I hadn't either, until now. It also stars Andre Braugher, who is my favorite actor. And of course, it was filmed right here in Vancouver, so it's always fun to pick out Vancouver landmarks. "Oh, there's the BC Sugar Refinery; there's the Museum of Anthropology; there's the Skytrain..."
For some awful reason, I have a bit of a morbid fascination with plane crashes. I often have recurring dreams that I am in one. When the Air France plane disappeared over the Atlantic Ocean a few days ago, I could not sleep that night, thinking about those 228 people on board, and the horrors they must have gone through in the last few minutes -- or the grief their loved ones must have felt. Oh, gosh...
"Passengers" is the story of Dr. Claire Summers (Hathaway), a grief counselor who counsels the handful of survivors of a major airline crash. One by one, the survivors begin to disappear, and Dr. Summers investigates their disappearances. The movie is good, and perhaps if it had had a director like Alfred Hitchcock, it could have been a classic. It very much had a Hitchcock feeling to it.
Flying is the only way to get from point A to point B in the 21st Century. Time is of the essence, and travel is not part of the journey anymore. Airplanes are sort of like elevators -- they go up, and they go back down again -- hopefully at their chosen destination. There is no feeling of packing for the journey.
"What clothing do you suppose I will need for the ship?" "Will it be warm on the train?"
Can you imagine how wonderful it must have been to travel like that? Now, people are jammed into flying aluminum toothpaste tubes, with the hopes that they and their luggage will arrive at the same place at the same time.
"I'm in London and my luggage is where? Hong Kong?"
I wish I enjoyed flying, but I just don't. I know statistically flying is very safe, but I prefer my feet to be on terra firma. Is it just me, or is anyone else nervous about flying?
"Well, everyone has a fear of at least one thing." ... Marge Simpson