After watching Dr. Strangelove as a kid, I figured working on a SAC bomber would be really cool. Whatever regrets I might have had about not pursuing it as a career path were obliterated by this picture. Who knew flying around with the end of civilization in your back seat was such an intensely boring occupation? Jimmy Stewart does a surprisingly lackluster job as a ballplayer dragged away from St. Louis Cardinals spring training and forced to resume his duties as an Air Force pilot. Some of the actual airplane footage was fun to watch, but that’s ten minutes out of two hours. The most dramatic moments in the rest of the picture are mostly tense interactions between our hero’s long-suffering wife and a cigar-chomping Curtis LeMay stand-in. As a Cold War recruiting ad, this is strictly no-sale. See if desperate
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