i haven't watched this since i joined letterboxd (early 2017) which is A CRIME because this is actually my favourite movie ever. I cried 4 times only in the first half an hour (nostalgia?) and I'm still amazed by the range of emotions these horses show. also co-directed by a woman!! we stan!
just think what a beautiful movie this would be if it was abt a father/daughter relationship and had found family elements instead of sexualizing a REAL child especially knowing about the creepy fanletters young natalie portman received after this film... we could have had so much more
barely watchable. i was gonna rate it higher at least for the craft but it just gets worse and worse. going by a friend's words, the author of the book admitted there is no moral of the story or purpose and I can SEE that. it's just crimes displayed on screen and called art. i feel absolutely zero empathy and connection to anyone in this movie. it goes against my morals.
it fails as a piece of good media because…
In romanian turkish delight translates as "shit" and it confused the hell out of 13 year old me, who didn't get why Edmund wanted to eat such thing, more so, sell his siblings over it