Actually, I find it’s sort of like a grisly traffic accident…one is drawn, inexorably to go back and see if it really was that bad.
If I recall correctly (and I hope I don’t because that would mean I wasted MORE than two hours and used up precious memory brain cells) went from a lady who had a lower level school horse that was not really blind, to a lady who got divorced by abusive husband, lived in a horse trailer with her daughter, desperately needed a job, found out her Grand Prix champion was going blind, competed in a dressage show, and that somehow bailed her out financially.
The most terrifying part is where the spectators on the sidelines are practically sobbing their eyes out and screaming, ‘OH OH OH! JUST LOOK AT THAT STRIDE!’ and saying things like ‘He’s running blind in traffic!’ and ‘She is his eyes!’ while someone rides around on a cute-as-a-button little horse who has very, very normal eyes. Can’t they even put colored contact lenses on the horse or something?
At one point, she has to do a canter transition and someone says, ‘UH OH…HERE IT COMES…WILL SHE DO IT!’
The suspense was killing me! WILL THE HORSE CANTER! OH PLEASE LET IT CANTER!
If one can imagine for a moment, the author’s REAL husband was just a little bit annoyed at how he was portrayed.
In other words, no, actually, this is not even very, very loosely, based on a true story.
In my mind, Sam Kinneson and Russell Brand and Pee Wee Herman are the spectators…Sam is screaming ‘OH! OH! KILL ME NOW! COME ONNNNN!!!’, Russell Brand is prancing around immitating the horse AND rider while yelling obscenities, and Pee Wee is jumping up and down and clapping his hands, yelling ‘Chair-eeeeee! Go Miss Yvonne, Go!’.