FILM LAURELS FOR A LEGENDARY HORSE
Simon Wincer sat in the back of a taxicab with three cans of film on his lap one sweltering afternoon in Manhattan last summer, cursing the heat and the midtown traffic. ''What movie you got in those cans?'' the driver asked. ''It's called 'Phar Lap,' '' the director replied. ''He was a race horse in Australia.'' ''Phar Lap? You gotta be kidding,'' the driver said, pulling out of the lane and committing the first of several traffic violations that got Mr. Wincer to his destination just in time. ''I saw him run at Agua Caliente in 1932. He was the best. I always thought someone should make a movie outta him.''