There are many great
films with great characters. There are few mediocre films with great
characters. Flight is one of them. John
Gatins has created in Whip Whitaker, played by Denzel Washington, a character
who is both good and bad simultaneously and he brings life to the film when it
is at its best and worst.
Whip is a pilot who
enjoys all the trimmings that come with the status of airline pilot: women,
alcohol and drugs. Whip doesn’t just enjoy them; he enjoys all three the
morning he is due to fly cross-country. Juxtaposed with this unforgiveable and entirely
depraved behaviour is Whip’s status as one of the best pilots in the air. So,
when his plane falls apart mid air it is only the skill of Whip that keeps 90%
of the passengers from what would have been a certain death.
What follows is an
entirely believable lawsuit that in turns investigates the crash while
prosecuting Whip for flying high, drunk and tired. The catch is, of course,
that Whip is entirely in the wrong and should be punished to the full extent of
the law, yet without him the failure of the plane (that has nothing to do with Whip)
would have resulted in total deaths.
Washington plays this
dichotomy of traits with sublime excellence communicating at times the
enjoyable highs of drug use seen in the earlier scenes of Goodfellas (1990) with the terrible lows of grittier drug
representations. The film does lag in the final third and it is too long. The
ending is problematic also and director Robert Zemeckis opts for mawkish sentimentality,
which feels incongruous. Despite this Flight
is, when Washington is on screen, captivating.
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