Green Grass of Wyoming... is dumb. It's so strange to watch yet another movie about animals that is somehow about heteronormativity, and the animals, like, are in love and are parents and shit. What the hell is going on?
This one also features two or three songs by Burl Ives that about two hundred teenagers seem to be loving. I've never met such teenagers in my life. Some of the photography in this movie is cool, and the horses are pretty, but this doesn't have much going for it once they track down the white stallion. Act three involves three races that are all the same, and we are supposed to care just as deeply about each one. I am not sure why this sequence needed to be repeated twice.
This is apparently the third book in a series called My Friend Flicka, about which I know nothing. The cast in this film, however, has been completely changed from the first two films.
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