It is Christmas Eve, 1957, and there are cozier places to be than the cockpit of a de Havilland Vampire fighter plane. But for Freddy, the Royal Air Force pilot who has just taken off from West Germany, this single-seat jet is the only way to make it back to England for Christmas morning. His flight plan is simple; the fuel tank is full. In sixty-six minutes, he will be back in Blighty. But then the plane begins to fail. First the compass goes haywire, then the radio dies. Lost and alone above the icy North Sea, the pilot is searching for a landing strip when the East Anglican fog closes in, signaling certain death. He has given up hope when a second shadow appears-a Mosquito fighter-bomber of World War II vintage. The plane is a "shepherd," guiding the Vampire to a safe landing, and its appearance is a gift from fate, a miracle out of time-but for one lonely pilot, the mystery has just begun.
I've read the short story by Frederick Forsyth every Christmas for the last thirty years. This thirty-nine minute 'short' produced by John Travolta is a Winner. The Shepherd is a gripping, heartwarming tale for a cold winter's night. The reviewers finding this 'short' as boring have played too many video games and short-circuited a few synapses.
I've read the short story by Frederick Forsyth every Christmas for the last thirty years. This thirty-nine minute 'short' produced by John Travolta is a Winner. The Shepherd is a gripping, heartwarming tale for a cold winter's night. The reviewers finding this 'short' as boring have played too many video games and short-circuited a few synapses.