this takes me back to the uncanny mid 90s era of of the 24 hour news cycle when nothing ever happened... The L.A. riots didn't spark a social revolution and the O.J. trial had fizzled out of the news cycle and they tried to do with Bill Clinton what they've done with Donald Trump but he was so slick of a willy that he would always wiggle free... so basically they would make up the news. fake the news. not fake news but fake goofy news for laughs. you'd be in line at the supermarket and you would see these black and white newspaper like magazines with sensational stories about angels coming down in a cornfield in Iowa and getting abducted by aliens as a farmer watched or genetically modified children escaping labs and living in the sewers on Butterfinger candy bars people would toss down there.. just ridiculous stuff but it would feel almost pre-apocalyptic too hinting at the world we live in today where something insane actually happens every day and it's not made up this B movie's premise is based off something similar where a work reality haunted reporter perfectly cast as Miguel Ferrer hunts down one of these supposedly made up boogeyman across a similarly haunted 90s middle America.. small airports being the perfect place for people to come and go and disappear into the interior of the country or up into the mystery of the clouds to only be illuminated by a lightning strike then vanish into the twilight zone and never come down zapped off the radar screen.. this type of flick would be what we wasted our countless nothing happening hours with in our free time on late night cable on the weekend... just another typical Tales from the Crypt esque piece of media that was common place at the time... like a short story of the many X Files filed away short stories one could choose to believe or not believe... people have probably saw this movie and completely forgot about it or think they made it up in their memory.. instead of putting the history of a vampire or a cloaked Dracula figure down for the accurate record mythology wise like a Bram Stoker, this Stephen King story adapted at the perfect lost video store era time ends up sneaking away into the night gone but not forgotten entirely because it's eerily chilling like an Unsolved Mysteries mystery