the black stallion is on TCM... although i had a very generous fella send me that dvd and the sequel after he read my blog around the time of the blackout...
the original happens to be possibly my all-time favourite movie... the cinematography is absolutely gorgeous and kelly reno was a cutie that i had a crush on when i was 10 (he's since become a truck driver after an accident he had...)
i read the entire walter farley series - devoured them more like it... and i also had the original breyer horse black stallion (amongst about 200 other breyer horses...)
**yes... i also loved misty of chincoteague, read every single book in marguerite henry's series and had the breyer horse... and went to the pony swim down there when i was 11... it happened to be the same day that prince charles married lady di...
we went to the auction and stood there for a couple of hours... just to observe... all of a sudden my mom heard "Sold! for 450 dollars to the little girl down in front!"
yes. i had raised my hand when i saw "Prince White Cloud" (they named him) a little wild colt from assateague island.
yes. mom shelled out the money.
yes. i had a wild pony that i planned to train and mold into the most incredible show jumping horse ever!
yes. i wound up having a temper tantrum and locking myself in our ford country squire station wagon with the fake wood paneling after mom decided we had no way to get "PWC" home to nj so she sold him to another family who had a trailer - apparently once the ponies step off the lot they depreciate like cars... she ate about $200... and i sat in the car for 4 hours crying and pouting.
yes. i already had a pony named brandy that i had gotten for christmas 8 months earlier - but i wanted to train this one!
getting back to Misty... we went to the misty museum and i saw her... not just in photos... not in film... but actually there... how? i mean she had been dead a good decade already... yep... they stuffed her and when you hit a certain button it made her neigh...
that kinda creeped me out, but i kept pushing the button

