For a made-for-cable movie this is pretty damned good. It gets talky at times, but the “discourse,” if you will, isn’t dumbed down that much. This is more The West Wing than A Man Called Horse. Indeed, one of its strongest attributes is how much it downplays the imagery of soaring eagles or meditative great spirits that seems to be a necessity in every other film I’ve ever seen about Native Americans. This is (for the most part) played straight and its a better film for it.
