Have Your Cinema Provided Chairs With Sick Bags And Oxygen Masks?
If not, well, you’ll probably wish they had. With the events of the plane crash almost unbearably intense, Zemeckis ensures you feel every bump, bone crack and jolt of turbulence along with those in the fuselage. It’s safe to say this is one film that will be left off the inflight entertainment list for the foreseeable future.
What’s With The Music, Bob?
Whether it’s jangly elevator music or soft rock while Reilly shoots up, the hilariously clichéd cues are either Zemeckis having a tongue in cheek pop at addiction or quite clearly admitting on celluloid that he has never listened to any Red Hot Chili Peppers lyrics before. Continue reading