So here I am, taking a few days off from work, and I thought I'd watch something I haven't seen for a while. "Airport" sounds good. Bummer! I'm sure I've recorded it to VHS at least once, but I can't find it.
So now, I'm just thinking about the movie and all of the things that have changed since, and maybe because of, "Airport." "Airport" was released in the summer of 1970, a decade after the dawn of the Jet Age, but also the sunset of the Golden Age of flying.
In the summer of 1970, my brother and I flew from Atlanta to El Paso, carrying our rifles on board the airliners with us. I was 17 and my brother was 13 that summer, but just like the summer of 1967, which is when we started our annual unaccompanied trek to and from El Paso, nobody paid much attention to the two of us carrying rifles through the Atlanta, Dallas (where we changed planes), and El Paso Airports. When we boarded planes, we always asked the crew where we should stow our rifles. American and Continental pilots usually "let" us give them the guns so they could safely keep them in the cockpit, but Delta crews usually told us to just find a place in the back of the coat rack. (Overhead bins were virtually non-existent in the 1960s.)
In the summer of 1970, when "Airport" came out, no PAN AM airplane had ever been blown up over Lockerbie Scotland. In the summer of 1970, no one had ever heard of D.B. Cooper much less of anyone threatening to blow up a passenger plane in midair if a ransom was not paid. 9/11 meant nothing in 1970.
In the summer of 1970, we certainly didn't have metal detectors at airports. Can you imagine my brother and me walking through a metal detector in 1970 with our rifles?
Beeeepp!
"Hey, hold it up right there boys. You set off the metal detectors!"
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Security Guard, but I think it's just these two rifles and our pocket knives."
"Well, I hope that's all! We don't want you trying to sneak any of those beatnik Peace medallions past us . . . or anything else that you boys know you shouldn't be carrying ." (Whoopee Cushions? Straws?)
"Oh no sir, it's just these two rifles and our knives."
"Okay boys, go on. Get out of here. Have a nice flight."
Finally, in the summer of 1970, flying wasn't glamorous, but it was still a somewhat pleasant experience. The lobby of the theatre that was showing "Airport" was decked out to look like an airport. I can't remember for sure, but I think our theatre tickets came with boarding pass jackets. I do remember that the signs in the lobby pointed, not to the theatre entrance, but rather to "the boarding gate." The theatre was trying hard to once again make flying seem glamorous.
In many ways, "Airport" was similar to the 1950s movie "The High and the Mighty" (substitute a pistol for a bomb and a partially-detached engine for a cracked fuselage and you've got the same in-flight drama), but "The High and the Mighty," perhaps because in the early 1950s we lived in less of an activist, knee-jerk, 60-minutes and 20-20 asking probing questions type of world, did nothing really to change flying.
"The Crowded Sky" (1960) came out about midway between "The High and the Mighty" and "Airport," but, unfortunately, its story of a military jet crashing into a passenger plane was hardly new.
Let's see, in the real world an F-89 collided with a DC-7 in January of 1957 over Southern California. An F-100 collided with a DC-7 in April of 1958 over Las Vegas, and a month later, over Maryland, a T-33 collided with a Vickers Viscount. Combine those three military/civilian accidents with the earlier, and even more horrific 1956 United/TWA mid-air collision over the Grand Canyon, and you can understand how the U.S. Congress was able to pass, and President Eisenhower was able to sign, a new Federal Aviation Act by August of 1958. That Act brought about the Air Traffic Control system that Arthur Hailey wrote about in the book "Airport," and that the movie "Airport," at least partially, showed.
I'll admit that I was too young to know or care about the 1958 Act when I was watching "The Crowded Sky," but I had heard of some of the real-life mid-airs, and I just assumed that everything that could be done was being done to prevent future accidents. I'm also sure that, other than a few squeamish movie-goers canceling their future air-travel plans when they walked out of the theatre, "The Crowded Sky" played no major role in shaping or changing public perception of aviation. It told us what had been, not what was to be.
Things really changed after "Airport," though.
I can only wonder what flying would be like today if D. O. Guerrero hadn't set off that bomb in "Airport."
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