So we're watching The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada and there's a scene that shows four horses carefully picking their way down the narrow trail clinging to a canyon wall . "Oooh, that's just like Utah!" I say, making sure the guys notice how far a rider would fall if the horse stumbled and fell onto the rocks below. And I add that the path we were on in the Swell was even narrower.
And then a pack horse spooks on the screen and falls to its death in slo-mo.
The guys were not amused.
A bang, not a whimper
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Heehee. I loved that movie.
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ReplyDeleteAt least this time he got to go off to Sea World instead of getting the crap beat out of him yet again.
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