An Extra Life On… War Horse, Part Two
18.05.12
Even posh
girls called Tilly or Henrietta don’t adore their horses as much as Albert, who sobs like a girl when he has to sell it to the Army. The trailer was awful and rather pointless but I trusted in you, I had faith that no matter how incessantly gallopy the horse was or how strange and perverted that boy seemed, somehow it would all come together and make a triumphant, moving piece... “It’s called War Horse, let’s get to the war. But people don’t really relate to horses. I would say ‘Spoiler alert’ but it’s already been spoilt, like a dog shitting on a white suede couch: I’ve no idea why the young boy’s Dad buys the damn horse in the first place. Not many people have horses. You can’t cuddle a horse. This is what someone called out in the cinema when I went to see the film on the big screen last night, and while I don’t normally approve of audience members voicing their opinions during the show, I felt he had a point, and one most people there... Mostly I was stifling myself...
Source: Bleeding Cool News
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