The trailers...ugh. I guess I should have known from them this movie would be a mess. Why, I wondered, did every German plane need to be a red tripe? Why?
Ok, first huge problem with the film - why is every German plane an all red Fokker Dr1? Except the Red Baron, I mean Black Knight's, plane? Yes, you see in this film the normal meat on the table Germans fly all red tripes while the evil baddy hun files a black and white tripe. Here's the reason. The people who made the film figured the average viewer is so stupid they think all German planes in WWI were red Fokker triplanes. And I guess we are all that dumb because I thought all German planes in WWI were red Fokker triplanes.
Now I must admit some of the flying scenes are great. There are some really good moments and this is what makes the movie tragic. It's obvious some people put some real effort into this production but were probably killed when some moron producer or director decided the viewers were all fools and wouldn't be able to tell the difference between an Albatross and a Neiuport. So if you can accept the fact that the Germans only flew hundreds of red tripes maybe you will love the film. WHAT A SHAME THEY MADE DECISIONS LIKE THIS!!
Aside from the technical disaster (maybe most people really wont care) let me address the film in terms of plot, characters and all that trivial stuff to fill time between the dogfights. Well, there was no plot. I mean no plot that someone over the age of five would have trouble understanding. The film, you see, is about the Lafayette Escadrille. You remember, those brave Americans who volunteered to fly and fight with the French before Uncle Sammy entered the great war. And in reality it is an awesome tale full of interesting characters, heroism, and just about everything else which makes a tale awesome. The makers of this movies were somehow able to reduce this to its most superficial level.
Anyone see that flick Pearl Harbor? No, not that old one from the 70's, but the one with the really cute hunks who shoot down Zeros, fall in love with hot nurses, and fly off the Hornet to bomb the hell out of Tokyo? Remember? Turn the clock back from 1941 to 1916 and you have Flyboys. Our hero is a cute hunk from the wild west who knows how to shoot a pistol (and good thing he does) and ride horses.
Our supporting cast is a chubby rich kid who's dad thinks he's garbage and hopes the war will distinguish him somehow (and it does. Of course it does). Then there's the all important gung-ho guy who gets a case of the jitters (don't worry about him, those jitters always go away at just the right time) and has a few too many cocktails. There's the very religious guy with wire glasses who always has his nose in the Good Book and belts out Onward Christian Soldiers while batting down Huns.
Who can live without the guy who can't shoot straight (don't worry, when the time comes his aim is true. Must be the new metal accessory he wears) and knows just a tad too much about the technical specs of those German planes? Or the black guy who's father was a slave and finds the respect in France he didn't get in the U.S. (of course you know the chubby rich kid has a problem staying in the same room with the black guy - but war always brings people closer eventually)?
Then there's the mysterious veteran pilot who's background is unknown and is flying to avenge the deaths of his shot down buddies (never worry, of course he'll go down as a hero!) and wants to kill the dreaded Black Knight. Yes, the Black Knight is the baddy who machine guns allied pilots that have crash landed and are waiting for a bus home.
Keeping this cast of characters in line is our fearless French leader (they even kept the name of the real guy - terrible) who teaches the misfits the facts of life and believes harsh dicipline is a medal and a big hug.
Am I forgetting anyone? Yes! The hot French chick our cowboy pilot hunk falls for. At first we think she's a dirty prostitute, but it's just a mistake - no way could our hero ever love a filthy tart. He even manages to fly her to safety and teach her some english. Cool!
So in just over two hours you'll see dozens of red triplanes zooming all around while brave American misfits do their best to remember their lines and win one for the Gipper.
Don't run, walk to this one. Better yet, buy a copy of a G8 and his Battle Aces and enjoy a more realistic WWI yarn. You can read it while waiting for this turkey to crash land in your local video store. Should be about two weeks from now...
Steve
PS - If there is any good news it's that I didn't have to pay to see this.








wasn't involved in the dogfights. Or was he? 


















