Not many surprises in this film, just a good look back at bad hair, bad clothing, and some sexism - three things that defined 1970's film.
Not exactly your all-star lineup, but it is funny to see Mrs. Ingalls playing the part of a lonely wife. George Peppard as a cranky, past-his-prime air traffic controller is her husband. Dezi Arnaz jr. as the punk tranferee who thinks he's a hotshot in the hotseat.
If you can find a copy of this, let me know, as the last time I saw it, it was playing at 1am on a UHF station 15 years ago.