
Aka Airport ’80: The Concorde. They don’t call it the cockpit for nothing honey! TV journalist Maggie Whelan (Susan Blakely) discovers that her married boyfriend Kevin Harrison (Robert Wagner) heads a company that is involved in illegal arms sales after a contact is murdered in her home. To stop her from going public with documents she managed to retrieve, Harrison decides to kill her by bringing down the American-owned Concorde she is taking from Paris and Moscow. It’s up to pilots Paul Metrand (Alain Delon) and Joe Patroni (George Kennedy) to keep the plane aloft and intact in the face of repeated missile attacks from jets sent by Harrison as the plane starts coming apart over Germany … It’s like trying to stop a bullet with crepe paper. Delon makes out with air hostess Sylvia Kristel, Kennedy (promoted to pilot following the previous three films) has it away with Bibi Andersson and poor David Warner is the third wheel up front who is on a permanent diet for his controlling girlfriend back home. Truly a fiesta for the Seventies jet set. It’s wittily written, there are not one but two endangered flights for the fabled vehicle which is shot from all angles as lovingly as a beautiful woman and there’s an ingenious landing in the middle of a ski resort in Austria. Daft disastrous fun with a cast that includes everyone from Charo to Mercedes McCambridge (as a Russian ice skating coach). What’s not to love?! Directed by David Lowell Rich from a screenplay by legendary Eric Roth based on a story by producer Jennings Lang. The last in the series. I’m gradually learning to accept most of life’s humiliations