Julie (1956)

The movie starts off with the tension ratcheted to “10” -- jealous husband being driven home by his wife stomps his foot down on top of her accelerator foot and forces a swervy nerve-wracking race through traffic. She soon suspects and then confirms that he killed her first husband so he could grab the widow. Then it gets boring. She runs. She becomes a stewardess. He finds her and gets on one of her flights. He kills/disables the pilot and co-pilot.

The final 20 minutes or so are like a misogynistic filmstrip on how planes navigate & land with Doris Day as the “honey” at the controls.

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