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television Pan Am Sumptuous fluff about American dominance. Updated Friday, Sept. 23, 2011, at 7:08 AM ET
One does dread risking pretension when scrivening about the telly, but the show begs comparison with un incomparable spectacle de Jacques Tati. Play Time, his 1967 masterpiece, transformed Orly Airport and other Paris venues into a comedy about tourism and architecture. But where Tati held up the glass walls of his sets as mirrors reflecting a new society, the ABC show cutely capers. This columnist--who developed a thing for stewardesses during a pubescent viewing of the Jerry Lewis-Tony Curtis adaptation of Boeing Boeing--has argued that stories about them find their most natural expression in farcical forms. Pan Am's easy whirl fits the bill, when its chatter is snappy and also when it's not. Critics have noted that Play Time frequently reduces dialogue to the level of background noise, and the same goes here, sometimes unthinkingly. What is this diverting, well-acted, over-scored nonsense about? What do you suppose a viewer is fantasizing, in 2011, when she is watching escapist fluff about an American airline and all-American dominance? To continue reading, click here. Troy Patterson is Slate's television critic.Join the Fray: our reader discussion forum What did you think of this article? POST A MESSAGE | READ MESSAGES Also In Slate With the Best Line of the GOP Debate, Underdog Gary Johnson Becomes a Real Candidate Saletan: Rick Perry Proves He's a Feeler, Not a Thinker Pan Am: Sumptuous Fluff About American Dominance | Advertisement |
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