Saturday, March 26, 2011

Horse Movie reviews: Flicka (2006)

Horse Movie Reviews;
Being a horse crazy gal, I love horse movies, even if most are quite cheesy (but hey sometimes cheesy is is what you want, and cheesy is always better than half naked girl throwing themselves at men), so I'm going to post reviews on my favorites, one movie per blog, so it's not going to be over we go!
Flicka (2006)
Set amidst spectacular mountain vistas, this inspiring, coming-of-age story features a cast including, Tim McGraw, Maria Bello, and Alison Lohman.
All headstrong 16-year-old Katy McLaughlin longs for is to work on her family’s mountainside horse ranch- yet her father insists she finish boarding school.
So when Katy finds a mustang in the hills, she sets out to tame the horse. Her father, being against it, refuses to let her. But when tragedy strikes, it will take all the love and strength the family can muster to restore hope, in this sweeping, heartwarming epic the entire family will love (well at least the daughters and parents).
It is rated pg for some mild language. And last 95 minutes.

A headstrong teenage girl. An untamed wild mustang. And a stubborn-but-loving father. Mix them together and you get Flicka, the latest adaptation of Mary O'Hara's beloved children's story My Friend Flicka.

I love this movie. What I loved about this movies is that there wasn't a romance interest for Katy, it was about her and the horse. Being a true horse lover, I feel, there are scenes that will make you cry (I did).
All in all, it’s a good movie.
Oh, and I will say this (because I hate watching movies and having them end sad,) Flicka lives.

It has my favorite song in it, Tim McGraw’s hit, “My little girl”.

Because of the accidental death of two horses during filming, the usual disclaimer of “No animals were harmed in the making of this film” does not appear in the end credits.
One broke it’s leg (because of a misstep) and the other (during the wild horse race) tripped on a rope and another horse kicked it in the head. Thought this fact is sad, these things happen, and I feel so sorry for the owners of these two horses.

My favorite quote Katy says;
The stories we hear about how the West was won are all lies.
The history of the West was written by the horse. Wherever a settler left his footprint there was a hoof print beside it. Men came further and further west to stake their claim on the great American wilderness. But they encountered a strength that couldn't be tamed - wild horses. Mustangs.
The settlers called them parasites that would strip the land and starve their own herds. They couldn't domesticate them so they destroyed them. Isolated and hungry, they were on their way to disappearing from the face of the earth.
Sometimes when the light disappears an afterimage remains - just for a second. Mustangs are an afterimage of the West, no better then ghosts, hardly there at all. No one really wants them, not ranchers, not city people - that's their destiny. Let them disappear once and for all, along with all the other misfits, loners, and relics of a wilderness no one cares about anymore.
Lucky for us a few mustangs survived, hidden away in the mountains. We need to protect them, for they are the hope of some kind of living memory of what the promise of America used to be - and could be again.
I believe there is a force in this world that lives beneath the surface, something primitive and wild that awakens when you need an extra push just to survive, like wildflowers that bloom after fire turns the forest black.
Most people are afraid of it, and keep it buried deep inside themselves. But there will always be a few people who have the courage to love what is untamed inside us. One of those men is my father.
There was once a time when Americans came West to discover their destiny.
Today they seem to move around every which way, restless and unsettled.
But I think they're still looking for the same thing - a place where they can be optimistic about the future, a place that helps them to be who they really want to be, where they can feel that this life makes sense, a place where they can feel what I feel when I'm riding Flicka - because when we're riding, all I feel... is free.
Your Country Rose,
Gabrielle W.
"The Lord directs the steps of a christian. He delights in every detail of their lives. Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand." Psalms 37:23-24

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