So, I went to the movies with my mother and our cousin tonight, and we saw Flicka.
Now, I must admit: I've never seen or read any original version of Flicka, but I've grown up with a mother who was OBSESSED with all things Flicka and constantly told me stories and tried to get me to name my toy horses "Flicka." So, as
aradiachiba can attest, when I saw that a new movie was being made, I freaked out a bit--because I knew my mother would be thrilled.
And she was.
So we FINALLY got to the theater to see it tonight.
Oh. My. God.
So, this movie hit so many of my buttons that I don't know where to start.
( Fangirlish flailing behind the cut... )
In conclusion, I loved this movie. The end credits, with pictures of girls and their horses and the father-daughter song by Tim McGraw? Might have thrown me over the edge a bit. But I'm just *slightly* sensitive to father-daughter stuff ANYWAY (justifiably, if you ask me).
I have so much love for this movie right now. Guh.
Seriously, if it were a fic, it would have hit Every. Single. One. of my biggest bulletproof kinks. And sent me into severe flailing and turned me in to cream of wheat. (Course, as a movie it did this, too.) I'm just saying.
Now, I must admit: I've never seen or read any original version of Flicka, but I've grown up with a mother who was OBSESSED with all things Flicka and constantly told me stories and tried to get me to name my toy horses "Flicka." So, as
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And she was.
So we FINALLY got to the theater to see it tonight.
Oh. My. God.
So, this movie hit so many of my buttons that I don't know where to start.
( Fangirlish flailing behind the cut... )
In conclusion, I loved this movie. The end credits, with pictures of girls and their horses and the father-daughter song by Tim McGraw? Might have thrown me over the edge a bit. But I'm just *slightly* sensitive to father-daughter stuff ANYWAY (justifiably, if you ask me).
I have so much love for this movie right now. Guh.
Seriously, if it were a fic, it would have hit Every. Single. One. of my biggest bulletproof kinks. And sent me into severe flailing and turned me in to cream of wheat. (Course, as a movie it did this, too.) I'm just saying.