The big news this week is that last year’s winner and the leader so far this year, Triple Crown73 Stable, has been knocked from the top spot. She’s far too scary, though, to be counted out at this point—those in the #1 spot, keep your eyes out for her!
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1 Big Dreams Stable
1 BrooklynSaint Stables
3 Triple Crown73 Stable
4 Brooklyn Backstretch
5 Sleipnir Stables
5 Grevelis Racing Stable
7 The Aspiring Horseplayer Redux
10 Blake Griffin For President
11 Vision Stable
14 Green but Game Stables
14 New Jersey Derek
17 On the Lead
On a completely unrelated note, is anyone else having trouble reading the free parts of the Daily Racing Form online? For the last week or so, even when I click on a free story, I’m asked to enter my username and password. This is new, and bizarre, and annoying.
I’d never heard of the movie Let It Ride until a few months ago—don’t remember when it came out, and it’s not on anybody’s Top 10 list of great movies. It was lent to me by a friend, though, and I finally sat down to watch it last week.
Only a racing fan could like this movie, and it takes its chances even with that crowd. As someone who never saw Hialeah, I found it a treat to watch the scenes filmed there, and anything that shows morning workouts and the barn area is going to get a thumbs up from me. (Was Trevor Denman really the race caller at Hialeah?)
The plot, which centers on a man who is privy to information about a race being fixed, is fairly obvious and strains credulity, but it has its moments. The taped (yes, taped—on a cassette player. The movie was released in 1989) information on the details of the race is like porn to Richard Dreyfus’ character; he listens over and over and over, his pleasure in the knowledge seeming to nearly exceed his desire to make use of the information. It’s the longest foreplay I’ve seen in a movie where all the actors kept their clothes on (OK, except for maybe Meg Tilly. I don’t think that she can be considered to have been dressed at all, given the brevity of her clothing).
The acting is inexpressibly bad, even from the good actors, with the notable exception of Robbie Coltrane, who is terrific in his supporting role as a pari-mutuel clerk. I found myself zoning out and having to rewind on a couple of occasions, but given the relative dearth of movies set at the racetrack, you could do worse than to while away an hour and a half with Let It Ride, if you’ve got nothing better to do.