I guess I enjoyed Steven Spielberg's War Horse. It opened today, Christmas, and I saw it with my mom.
It's ruggedly sentimental, predictably schmaltzy. An epic story of a horse and the boy who loves him. The horse ends up in battle in WWI, and there is a lot of violence and drama. But somehow I felt one step ahead of the story, easily sensing what would be coming next. In spite of this, the narrative and cinematic tricks all worked on me: I cried.
I like it when a movie makes me cry. And I guess I liked this movie, even though I didn't really think much of it one way or the other.
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I saw The Gaurd which was pretty good though it didn't make me cry. Don Cheadle is always good and so was the other guy whose name I always forget.
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