Are you ready to fly?

Of all the sequels and remakes, a follow-up to sounds, on paper, like the least necessary. The late Tony Scott’s hypermacho 1986 ode to aviation, beach volleyball and Tom Cruise’s teeth is now 36 years old. From its glossy music-video visuals, heavy on wind machines and permanent-sunset lighting, to its soundtrack of Kenny Loggins and Berlin, isn’t just quintessentially of its era but emblematic of a kind of sleek, superhero-free action cinema that