Hidalgo feels like it was made for a Saturday afternoon.

It has horses, deserts, bad guys, sandstorms, narrow escapes and Viggo Mortensen riding through all of it like he belongs there.

What It’s About

Mortensen plays Frank Hopkins, a long-distance rider who enters a brutal endurance race across the Arabian desert with his mustang, Hidalgo. The objective is simple enough: survive the desert, beat the other riders and try not to get killed by any of the dozen other things the movie throws at him along the way.

It’s big, old-school adventure filmmaking, with rival riders, enormous landscapes, dangerous stretches of desert and enough obstacles thrown in front of Hopkins that finishing the race starts to seem like a secondary concern.

Mortensen is exactly the kind of actor who can make all of it feel more grounded than it probably should. He plays Hopkins as capable without turning him into a superhero, which matters in a movie where just about everything else is pushing toward legend.

The movie is also smart enough to understand that Hidalgo is half the reason you’re watching. The relationship between Hopkins and his horse gives the story more heart than a straightforward race movie would have had, and the movie gives that relationship enough room to matter.

Is it historically airtight?

Not remotely.

The real Frank Hopkins made a number of claims about his life that have been challenged, and the movie definitely prefers the legend.

I’m fine with that.

Who It’s For

If you like old-fashioned adventure movies, Hidalgo is an easy one to settle into. It has the scale and scenery of a much bigger epic, but the story itself stays simple: one rider, one horse and a very long way to go.

It isn’t trying to be a documentary. It’s trying to be a big, sincere adventure movie with enough danger, humor and heart to keep the whole thing moving.

And it’s a pretty good one.

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A long-distance horse race across the Arabian desert shouldn’t be this good, but Viggo Mortensen and a mustang make it work.