This past weekend I went to go see what all the hype was about. Where the Wild Thing Are was awesomely indie. "The line for Where the Wild Things Are looks like Radiohead had sex with Urban Outfitters" accurately describes the people whom director Spike Jonze was attempting to attract. The commercials, while appealing to little kids, suggest a deeper underlying meaning. It makes those of us who remember reading the book as a child question why we are still longing to get away from it all. Why can't we live on an island like Max?
Author Maurice Sendak exposes the trials and tribulations of everyday life via this little boy who gets in an argument with his mother and runs away. An island with crazy looking "monsters" becomes his home away from home. But these monsters are not normal. They are mysteriously simplistic beings whose sole desire is to have fun. And so Max leads them in their carefree frolicks through the trees.
But all good things must come to an end. The stress of becoming a leader and having to please everyone can be come too great a pressure, especially on an 8 year old. Jonze's colorful cinematography and Sendak's blissful writing style were the reason for such an eclectic group of people who ordinarily would have scoffed at paying $10 to go see a movie.
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