Airwolf season 1: Echoes From the Past
Oh my blood was boiling after this one. If you have not yet watched this episode, you have two choices right now. A, is read my lame ass article first, and then you’ll know how it ends and not want to Bruce Lee your Tee Vee. B, is watch the episode first, become infuriated with rage hate and anger and justly proceed to brutalize your boob tube.
So here is for option A. Ok, best I figure, M. Night Shamalam must have been inspired as a child from this single episode. (In fact, if he ever reads this, I challenge him to convince me otherwise.) Because this one has such a surprise ending that Samuel L. Jackson might as well have pulled a fast one on our asses.
It all starts when Hawke, who we all know by now has more enemies than # of Airwolf episodes. One of them, seems to be an old aquaintance who flies up to Hawke’s cabin and drops him some mail–a bracelet of his bro in Nam. Hawke, who again appears teary-eyed, has no choice but to hop in his chop to meet the guy and buy the info.
After being told of his bro’s local, Hawke takes back off in his helicopter but starts feeling really, really shitty. He feints, and spirals out of control and crashes into the ground.
Flames are everywhere and people rush to the scene. Hawke kind of wakes up, but passes the hell back out. Wakes up 8 months later in a coma, with a seriously bitchy nurse lady.
This is where I was getting really pissed.
Fortunately, the ending panned out so kick ass. It was kind of predictable, but was still quite awesome. I try to picture how this show would be if it was done all “24″ style. It would still be gimmicky but it would spank the shit out of some 24.
I’m just glad that Dominic had the sack to go up to Airwolf and hide in the bastard. Thank you Santini for saving the day.
And thank you Stringfellow for having the brains to take Airwolf to 86,000 feet, stall out of control, only to recover below 50ft hitting turbos and taking another 10 years off Dominic’s already-dwindling supply of years. That training came in pretty damn handy, especially since the only way to escape was to drop Airwolf out of the back of the airplane, turn the rotors on in time for you to not die and crash.
And thank you Archangel for building this damn thing in the first place.
And thank you jesus for Airwolf.
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