In this TV movie, Peter Strauss is in charge of a training program for fighter pilots. His most dedicated student, WIlliam O'Leary, decides he has a divine mission to kill his parents and siblings, and then bomb Las Vegas.
Yes, it is a serious movie, although not in the sense of being important. The performances are all right, although I continually rolled my eyes at the basic situation, grown trite since the release of Fail-Safe. There's little to add to the basic plot, although there's a long discursion when O'Leary takes prisoner Michele Pawk, Michael Keys Hall, and their infant because they made the mistake of saying "What was that?" when he flew over the road at what looked like 30 feet. Lots of shots of what look like military jets flying across the screen in a quarter of a second.
