Robert Zemeckis’ Flight (2012) surprisingly manages to lift its wheels off the ground and soar as often as it does scrape the ground, furrowing the tarmac, says Critic After Dark Noel Vera.

Judging from the previews I was ready for the worst: a drugs-and-alcohol parable of the most inspirational sort, ending with AA meetings and hugs all around. But Robert Zemeckis’ directing [of Flight] has grown only more impressive with each succeeding film (though this progress is harder to see in his brightly-lit, somewhat zombified digital animation features), the same time his sentiments remain stubbornly square, conservative even (in Forrest Gump the hero’s sweetheart has to be punished for her liberal, sexually promiscuous lifestyle with childhood molestation, abusive boyfriends and, ultimately, AIDs).

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