Finally, a Flying Bike (in Case You Need to Smuggle an Alien) (timeblogs) Remember that moment in E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial where Elliott and pals suddenly peel off the pavement and pedal away into the gathering dusk, soaring over suburban housetops sporting expressions like roller-coaster rookies? I mean the version before they whitewashed the guns out of the cops’ hands (the ones standing beside the blue cruisers) and dropped in CGI walkie-talkies — when it still felt menacing, in other words, as it was meant to. John Williams helped, of course, his score infusing the sequence with a kind of orchestral …