Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002) from Mick Locke |
You may know that Carlsbad NM has one of the only,
and perhaps the nicest, cleanest year-round Drive-In Cinema in the
USA (three screens: Fiesta Drive-In, just west off National
Parks Hwy 62-180/ S. Canal, south of downtown Carlsbad.
fiestadrivein.com). Did that sound like a plug? It was. Locally
we have to offer tourists Carlsbad Caverns for a day,
Living Desert Zoo & Gardens for the next morning, and - on the
intervening evening open seven nights per week in the summer, four
nights during the school year - the Fiesta Drive-In. Worth
the visit.
For us locals, it's a weekly draw. So I was ready
with the garage sale mountain bike, big-ass rear pannier baskets,
radio, back-up radio, beer, lawn chair, bungee cords, and
please-don't-hit-me blinker lights to locomote solo to the Fiesta
for Sum of All Fears. But then La Seņora got home
in a blue funk, and we decided to trade off action for inspiration
and take our five shelties in the SUV to see Spirit: Stallion of
the Cimarron instead. My geography's shaky, so I'm not sure
where the Cimarron is. Wife tells me the plains of northern
Oklahoma and southern Kansas. But in this animated movie, it looks
like you go through both Arizona's Monument Valley and western
Oregon to reach it the Cimarron.
During the preliminary cartoon I made a run to the
concession stand for popcorn and a chili dog, so I missed the start,
which Wife says had great visuals with an eagle as Spirit of Freedom
soaring all over the Great American West. I asked her, "Disney or
Spielberg?" "Spielberg." Cool, I enjoy sponsoring competition.
Spirit is a studly tan mustang in a herd of wild
horses, with a Marebabe and apparently two foals. "That his gal and
offspring?" I ask Wife. "Yeah," she says. Spirit goes horsing off
by his lonesome and comes upon the campsite of US Cavalry soldiers
(all white, no Buffalo Soldiers). They awaken and pursue him.
Spirit charges back and warns his herd, then gets lassoed.
Back at the fort, they've probably denuded all the
forests within 500 miles of Monument Valley, because the walls,
buildings, and guard towers are huge, made of superstout timbers.
Must've trucked 'em in from Oregon. Allocation of space is odd.
Even the horse-breakin' corral is inside the fort. What are they
thinking, Navajos are gonna ambush 'em while they're breaking horses
in the daytime? I guess.
Cute scenes of a burly Irish blacksmith trying to
manicure Spirit's hooves. Surly stallion keeps getting the best of
him.
An extremely Custer-looking colonel with the voice
of James Cromwell takes charge. Spirit broncs off a half-dozen
riders, so Custerclone has the boys tie him up to a post for three
days, no food or water. Enter a kindred spirit, captured Indian,
Lakota Brave, who must be very brave indeed to be a Lakota wandering
alone in Navajo country. Soldiers tie him, also, to a post, just
outside Spirit's corral. Spirit notes that this biped looks
different than the others - longer hair, bare-chested, noble,
sympathetic, and probably eco-friendly. Lakota Brave issues a
wee-hours coyote howl. Somebody - friendly Navajos or other
far-a-field Lakotas - pitches a bowie knife over the wall, landing
near but not in the Brave. Grabs it with his foot.
It's day three now, so Custerclone comes out in
spurs and riding crop, ready to break dispirited Spirit. By the
way, most of the time Spirit is tastefully equine. But on
mercifully rare occasions, the stallion issues a voiceover, the
voice being Matt Damon. Cool gig, no need to diet or shave to pick
up the paycheck. Weakened by hunger and thirst, Spirit can't bronc
off Custerclone, and Custerclone makes an inspiring object-lesson
speech to the troops. Then he gets broncked off. And ticked off to
boot, for he pulls his revolver, ready to plug Spirit, but is
stopped by - guess who? That's right, Lakota Brave with the bowie
knife. Together, Brave & Spirit gallop on out of the stockade,
followed by stampeding cavalry horses. Free! Then captured by
Indians, apparently Lakota Brave's compadres.
Now a stretch where we see that Native Americans
have read up on Monty Roberts and know how to gentle horses. Also
romantic interlude of Spirit with Pinto Mare. Plenty of horse
nudity and affectionate muzzle nudges, but no bump-bump, this is a
family flick, folks. Spirit is weirded out by Pinto Mare's
voluntary cohabitation with the bipeds, albeit the longhaired,
redskinned, eco-friendly variety.
Lakota Brave, after several attempts, realizes
that Spirit has too much spirit to ever be ridden by any man,
bluegarbed or buckskinned. So he sets Spirit free. Pinto Mare
escorts him to the outskirts of teepee village but they're rudely
interrupted by a cavalry raid. Custerclone's aiming his revolver at
Lakota Brave, but Pinto Mare charges in to take the bullet. Those
two fall in the roaring whitewater river. Custerclone is fixin' to
plug Lakota Brave when Spirit sideswipes his mount, spoils his aim,
then charges along and then into the river, trying to save Pinto
Mare. Terrific whitewater visuals, over the falls go both of them.
Enfeebled, she washes up on the river bank. Spirit sticks with
her. Cavalry soldiers rope him, leave her for dead or dying.
Lakota Brave comes out of the woods, sees Spirit being led off, says
"You saved my life."
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Spirit is led into a railroad boxcar and carted
east, into winter weather (perhaps that would therefore be north
northeast by north). Lakota Brave follows on foot.
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Spirit is now a beast of burden, harnessed up
with a dozen other horses in chains to pull a big-ass locomotive up
a hill with no tracks. Why they don't lay tracks first and let
the locomotive pull itself I'm not sure. And what good the
choo-choo'll do with no tracks to ride on is also a mystery.
Unless the tracks westward are already laid, but the eastern ones
no. And don't they survey these routes in advance to
circumvent big-ass hills?
Anyway, Spirit suddenly realizes that, despite
having traintracks through Monument Valley already, the notion of
expanding commuter rail to the Pacific Northwest runs counter to the
best interests of wild mustangs, so he rebels. Plays possum,
escapes, frees all the other horses, kicks free the locomotive,
which now rolls chasing him back down the hill and collides with a
fired-up second locomotive, bashes into a warehouse, sets fire to
the great northern woods, and almost toasts Spirit whose neckchain
gets hung up on a fallen log but is freed by - Lakota Brave, who has
quickly tracked up from Arizona and correctly chosen which way at
each train junction or perhaps just looked up the earlier train's
destination on a table and taken Amtrak.
Anyway, they're happily reunited but suddenly
fired upon by Custerclone and his boys in hot pursuit. Very hot
pursuit, considering they rode through a forest fire. Spirit could
escape alone himself, but he doubles back to fetch and carry Lakota
Brave. Together they gallop down canyons and up cliffs which begin
to resemble - Monument Valley! In fact, they dead-end atop a butte
with one monster leap across a vastly deep gorge between them and
freedom. Solitary option. Back on up and floor it: there they go,
Thelma and Louise, Geronimo!
Do they make it? Is this a Spielberg film? In
case you can't remember that much, the leap is in slo-mo, looking up
from below at the horse and rider silhouetted against the overhead
sunball, E.T. Redux. Multiple angles, inspiring music. So
inspiring that, when a cavalry soldier pulls out his rifle to pick
off the duo, Custerclone pushes up the rifle barrel and issues a nod
of respect to Spirit, who nods likewise in reply.
When they make it back to the teepee village via
Monument Valley and the Oregon woods, Lakota Brave whistles, fully
healed Pinto Mare appears, and Lakota Brave nobly sets both equine
sweethearts free for life, probably dealing quite a serious blow to
the tribal economy, but perhaps that's how the West was lost.
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When Spirit and Pinto Mare finally gallop upon his
homeherd with Marebabe and still two young foals, I ask, "What's he
gonna tell his missus? Wife replies, "I was wrong before. She must
be his Mom, and those foals are siblings, I guess." So it all
worked out.
Four stars for kids, two for adults
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