Picks and Pans Review: Supercarrier
updated 04/11/1988 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 04/11/1988 AT 01:00 AM EDT
Apparently some executive at ABC dreams of wearing a uniform. He should go ahead and enlist, sparing us further soldier-of-for-tune fantasies. First this network brought us Call to Glory, simpleminded nostalgia from the '60s and those pre-Vietnam days when war was merely hell, not ugly and evil too. Now comes Supercarrier, which again tries to equate guns and fun. We are invited aboard a very modern aircraft carrier to witness some very moldy war-movie clichés: the small-town hick who gets lost in this newfangled world; the tough but lovable chief; the cocky pilots who play with our multimillion-dollar jets as if they were just mondo-macho sports cars; the ghetto kid who makes good in the service ("My gang now is the Navy, and we're all the same color here—Navy blue"). It looks just like any old World War II movie. Only problem is, in this show there's no war and no enemy. Without either, Supercarrier is as dull as...well, as dull as a long ride on a slow carrier to nowhere.