Back when I was just a naïve youngster -- I say “No comment” to the rumor that I turned 50 last week -- I thought that using the world “airline” as an adnoun to create the phrase “airline movie” told you nothing about the movie itself. It appeared to be strictly a geographic designation, a movie that happened to be shown in a particular locale. We knew that erotic scenes were removed, but otherwise assumed it was the same flick. I learned just how wrong I was back in the early Nineties when I saw Al Pacino in Scent of...