An essential pillar of animation horse-tory.
Welcome to The Queue — your daily distraction of curated video content sourced from across the web. Today, we’re watching a video essay that explores what makes 1981’s “Son of the White Mare” so great.
Son of the White Mare came galloping out of the gate in 1981, and to this day, its reputation as one of animation’s most poetic and dream-like visions remains uncontested.
While the tech-head in me gets a kick out of every time a studio like Pixar makes a big leap in CGI fidelity. But, I can’t help but feel a sting of cynicism that using animation to approximate reality is counter to one of the medium’s strongest assets: namely, telling the rules of the real world to get bent.
Son of the White Mare is doused in the aura of myth; its origins are grounded in a Hungarian folk tale of the same name that tells the story of a lost princess, her demonic captors, and the three sons born with the express purpose of setting her free.
To call Marcell Jankovics‘ film, “creative” feels insulting. Son of the White Mare is a limitless artistic experience; a visually inventive tapestry of color, shape, and texture that feels cohesive rather than chaotic. Then again, I feel like seeing is believing when it comes to Jankovics’ film. So without further ado, here’s a quick, convincing video essay on why the film deserves more eyes on it.
If you live in America and have Kanopy, you can find the film on the streaming service as of this article’s publishing.
This video essay on why Son of the White Mare rules is by APLattanzi, a freelance filmmaker and illustrator who hails from the Philadelphia area. You can subscribe to them on YouTube here. Their essays cover a large swath of topics, from film scores to short films. You can also find them on Letterboxd here.