Derrick Gibbons An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Allison Davies The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

Dana An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Atreyu_II Albert Lamorisse is mostly known for his beloved classic 'The Red Balloon', but before that he made this 'White Mane', which is almost as good. Although 'White Mane' is not absolutely perfect, it certainly is and feels authentic. I could say this is a must for anyone who loves horses. It is, that I can't deny. But in my book one doesn't necessarily have to love horses to enjoy this. It's all a matter of liking this sort of films.This short film is about a wild stallion in a wild region of France and his friendship with a fearless and adventurous young boy. The film tells how they meet and how they develop their friendship. This boy becomes the only human really worthy of the stallion's trust.The beauty of the cinematography is one of the best things about this. What we see is pure and natural, a "wilder" France not often seen in movies (that is, as far as I know). The boy is wonderfully portrayed by Alain Emery. The boy and the stallion have a perfect chemistry.This should definitely be on Top 250.

Mike B Beautiful and touching movies – both filmed with a minimum of dialogue. 'The Red Balloon' takes place in Paris in the mid-fifties and has humour and tenderness. The Paris of the 1950's does not quite look a beautiful as it does today – it looks a little stodgy and war-torn.Both these were filmed in the mid-fifties and both stand well the test of time. The sound-score in each is exquisite and enhances the tone of both movies.The second movie on this DVD is the 'White Mane' filmed in the south of France in the Camargue region. If you love horses this is a must. I am only an amateur fan but was highly impressed.Both these films by Albert Lamorisse are available on the same DVD. They are each about 35 minutes in length and well worth the watch. They do remind me of the best Disney movies I use to watch as a child.

ptb-8 I first saw this exquisite film in 1968 at an Opus Dei film night ! when my parents were palming me off to these mad institutionalized weirdos as some sort of babysitting service for teens. Fortunately the imagery of this glorious film lasted longer the their brutal effects... mainly because this truly great film is about the ineffectiveness of brutality on a smart strong sensitive teen. Such is the impact of this breathtaking perfect children's film that I actually have been yearning, quietly searching for CRIN BLANC for over 40 years ......and I have been lucky enough to re discover it again. On DVD in spectacular Black and White. I shall simply put my reaction to it as this: What I felt in my head and heart is what I hope I experience one day as I die. In fact as I die I simply want to drift off into 40 blissful minutes of the vision and emotion this film evokes. It is perfect. The sight of escaping on a white stallion into the sea after being pursued by idiots who want to trap me and the loving beast of life is what this film imparts on the viewer. For those who see this film as 'nothing' or a 'good way to kill 40 minutes'... well, have another hamburger and grab a coke and go to a multiplex and see a Nicholas Cage CGI fest. But leave CRIN BLANC to the poets of the world who know what it is to die intact with the love of freedom and beauty. My life is actually now complete now that I have rediscovered CRIN BLANC. There is nothing else in moviedom more rewarding, exquisite and emotionally fulfilling than experiencing this film. If you have an ounce of poetry in you or yearning for everything this planet is and stands for... well it is captured in CRIN BLANC. If you see it and know what I am imparting to you well then you get it. CRIN BLANC is what it is like to die satisfied.CRIN BLANC is our life in a children's parable.

rstauber-1 I was almost seven years old. My paternal Nana took me to see this movie in the Chicago Loop in 1952. White Mane was a short film accompanying the latest version of Heidi which she wanted me to see on account of my Gramps being of Switzerdietsch extraction and all. Aside from a vague recollection of poor Heidi stashing hard-rolls up in her closet, I don't remember the movie in any detail. I guess it was pretty, ya, mit edelweiss and everything. White Mane, on the other hand, left a lasting impression on me as a kid: self-sacrifice for love of another being. The realization that the consequences of some actions could result in DEATH. A new concept of DEATH for a seven-year-old. Greed can result in death...and so forth. In short, the ending of the movie (SPOILER COMING NOW) where the kid rides his beloved White Mane into the Mediterranean to avoid capture by his pursuers (c.f., Masada, etc.) freaked me out. But in a good way, and with a lesson. Sort of like Invaders from Mars taught me to distrust the military and by extension the government, and The Night of the Hunter taught me to be wary of anyone calling himself "Preacher," and Lolita taught me to distrust anyone with two last names! And Psycho taught me never to bathe....I guess I'll have to watch White Mane again to see if I remembered any of it right.