Review: The Horse Boy

Some people’s stories are so interesting that a book or a movie adaptation alone simply won’t suffice.

The Horse Boy
Photo: Zeitgeist Films

Some people’s stories are so interesting that a book or a movie adaptation alone simply won’t suffice. Sometimes both are needed. Apparently, Rupert Isaacson’s is one of them. An Austin-based journalist, Isaacson has already penned a bestseller about his journey to Mongolia undertaken to heal (though not cure) his autistic son, and now, serving as producer, narrator, and star, he’s brought his tale to the big screen. Everything about the project, which combines footage of the family’s meetings with Mongolian shamans and interviews with autism experts, screams vanity project. From Isaacson’s insistence on placing himself front and center (epitomized in his declaration: “I’m a better father because of [my son’s] autism,” as if the kid only exists for his father’s personal validation), the film’s privileging of private moments that should probably stay private (we twice see the kid going “poopie” on the toilet), to its all-around insistence that we find these people’s struggles as fascinating as they do, The Horse Boy reeks of oily self-regard.

As they make their way across the East Asian plains, the native cultures become one more element that exists only to serve Isaacson’s quest. A young Mongolian boy who befriends the writer’s son is never given any words of his own, his presence at the margins of the screen serving only as a gauge for the white kid’s progress. And while that progress does come in the film’s feel-good ending, until then there’s some severe doubts as to whether dragging the kid halfway across the world on the chance that a miracle cure will curb the boy’s incontinence and make him less intractable is such a good idea. “What are we putting him though?” wonders Isaacson, speaking about the Mongolian journey. Apparently, though, it hasn’t crossed his mind that there’s anything wrong with subjecting his son to the humiliation of having his private failures aired on both the written page and the cinema screen for all to enjoy. After all, such a fascinating story just has to be told. Especially when the validation of a father’s ego is at stake.

 Cast: Rupert Isaacson, Kristin Neff, Rowan Isaacson  Director: Michel Orion Scott  Distributor: Zeitgeist Films  Running Time: 93 min  Rating: NR  Year: 2009  Buy: Video, Book

Andrew Schenker

Andrew Schenker is an essayist and critic living in upstate New York. His writing has appeared in The Baffler, The Village Voice, Artforum, Bookforum, The Los Angeles Review of Books, and others.

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