Robert Zemeckis’ Flight is a piece of shit. I don’t mean that in any complimentary or ironic way. It sucks. However. The first 27 minutes are exhilarating and promise something that doesn’t happen: an antidote to moralism. Denzel Washington acts the hell out of this, and it’s ultimately in service of the same tired message: drugs and alcohol are bad. OK, we get that (as we take a drink.) You got anything else? Nope.