Shady
Well-Known Member
I swore i'd never watch this narrated version of Black Beauty again, when it first came out all those years ago i was talked into taking my nephew and niece to see it in the cinema
now i come from a military/ farming gene pool so we're all stiff upper lip/ chicken stranglers so i can keep it together pretty well.... or so i thought
oh my god what is wrong with these film makers? i managed to just about keep it together by gulping a lot, i got thru Ginger dying( gulp) overloaded coal wagon( bigger gulp) getting sold( sniveling now) and then there he is near the end all dirty and ribby and calling to blind, stupid Joe... '' it's me Joe, Joe'' and that was me finished! blahhhh, sob, sob, ! i looked around and all the kids and grown ups were all crying and wailing, i bloody well almost missed the end where he's all fat and happy under the tree and when we all filed out the next batch were waiting to go in, what a sight we all were and the look on their faces was priceless , sheer horror!
so there i was again today, clutching my dog like a pillow and dripping tears onto him, so, am i a sad , desperate softy or do horsey films make you cryl too?
now i come from a military/ farming gene pool so we're all stiff upper lip/ chicken stranglers so i can keep it together pretty well.... or so i thought
oh my god what is wrong with these film makers? i managed to just about keep it together by gulping a lot, i got thru Ginger dying( gulp) overloaded coal wagon( bigger gulp) getting sold( sniveling now) and then there he is near the end all dirty and ribby and calling to blind, stupid Joe... '' it's me Joe, Joe'' and that was me finished! blahhhh, sob, sob, ! i looked around and all the kids and grown ups were all crying and wailing, i bloody well almost missed the end where he's all fat and happy under the tree and when we all filed out the next batch were waiting to go in, what a sight we all were and the look on their faces was priceless , sheer horror!
so there i was again today, clutching my dog like a pillow and dripping tears onto him, so, am i a sad , desperate softy or do horsey films make you cryl too?