But you're a savvy taxpayer. You want to know what all those computerized stealth thingies are for. Take either — according to your mood: tragedy or satire — Lumet or Kubrick, Fail-Safe (1964) or Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1963). And watch them nukes fall.
So after all that, why get off the ground? Fifty years before Maverick and Goose, Clark Gable and Spencer Tracy dared the clouds in Test Pilot (1938), a paean to the thrills, thralls and tragedies of dancing with that blue-clad lady (more of the last, apparently, when in a military aircraft). Just ask weak-kneed Myrna Loy when her man goes plummeting. It was MGM's biggest hit, and you get Lionel Barrymore thrown in. And remember: they died at their trade.