I cannot believe I agree with Roger Ebert.
There was a Frank Hopkins, but that’s about all anyone can prove since they have a Death Certificate. They can’t prove he was born, or where, where he lived, who he worked for or what he did, or anything really.
Heck even the races he supposedly won, all four hundred, including the one in Saudi Arabia have no written proof of even existing. Saudi’s had never even heard of the race, and the fact that the food/water/shelter logistics for such a race are well, impossible… They aren’t even sure Frank Hopkins is his real name.
But that’s okay, I like tall tales and this movie was great. Sure calling a true story is a stretch, but who does it hurt?
And let’s face it, two hours of uninterrupted Viggo Mortensen in extremely tight pants (and lots of butt shots) is worth the ticket price alone. Oh yeah.
And that horse deserves an Oscar damn it! (when you see it you’ll see why)