Summary:“Ain’t nothing we can’t do and damn little we won’t try,” was the motto during the Unbranded ride, an unprecedented journey reminiscent of the American Frontier. Ben Masters, a young Texas horseman, set out to inspire adoptions for 50,000 wild horses and burros living in government captivity. He gathered three friends and hatched an“Ain’t nothing we can’t do and damn little we won’t try,” was the motto during the Unbranded ride, an unprecedented journey reminiscent of the American Frontier. Ben Masters, a young Texas horseman, set out to inspire adoptions for 50,000 wild horses and burros living in government captivity. He gathered three friends and hatched an outrageous plot to adopt, train and ride wild mustangs 3,000 miles from the Mexican border to Canada through the American West’s wildest terrain. The trip is an epic journey of self-discovery, challenged friendships, and iconic landscapes that includes runaway horses, a sassy donkey, perilous mountain passes, rodeo rides, sickness, injury, and death. [Gravitas Ventures]…Expand
A testament to the eternal **** of humanity. Under the guise of drawing attention to the plight of wild horses, take 14 horses used to running free, slap hunks of metal on their feet, leather straps all over their heads, a bar shoved in the back of their mouths, and then throw a 250 poundA testament to the eternal **** of humanity. Under the guise of drawing attention to the plight of wild horses, take 14 horses used to running free, slap hunks of metal on their feet, leather straps all over their heads, a bar shoved in the back of their mouths, and then throw a 250 pound human + baggage on their backs for the first time. Then watch them stumble, tip toe and slip on rock and snow, because now they can't feel their footing any more, for 2600 miles from mexico to canada. And then be dumfounded that one drops dead, because you are so clued out and self absorbed that you don't notice these individuals whom you've yanked from tribe and family and suddenly enslaved are dehydrated, lame, suffering and unhappy, and think you are complete dickheads (that "you psycho" look they give you when you are hugging them or blubbering their lips and faces for fun - that's a clue for ya). You can't even tell what exhaustion and dehydration looks like, as they trip and lurch across the terrain, what with ropes across their **** sliding on nailed metal feet, and you yanking their heads up on a rope so they can't see what their feet are doing anyway, or as they tumble down a rock strewn hill they are trying to blindly tip toe up, unbalanced and navigating by sheer guesswork, behind the idiot that's yanking them. THEN wheel out an expert to say "gee whiz, wild horses can walk 15 to 25 miles a day, so this can't be undue hardship it's completely natural!". Yeah, I see what you mean. It's downright identical to what they were doing before you came along. Note to self: when a wild mustang in the prime of his life can barely barely trip over a mere log that in his normal context wouldn't cause him the slightest pause, maybe you shouldn't be surprised when he drops dead a day or two later. Note #2: horseshoes are for long-enslaved domestic horses in **** environments like constant street pounding, wetness, or longstanding in stalls, to avoid split hooves. They are a hindrance to horses on their home natural rocky terrain; not an asset. And horses don't show their suffering like you whiners do "oh, it was so hard and exhausting for us, riding all that way on with our asses on someone else's back!! And I'm soooooo pissed that Jonny wanted to use his GPS instead of MY GPS!!" Guess I should close with something positive about this film: Nice scenery.…Expand