Max is a little frustrated – his bigger sister doesn’t have as much time for him as she used to, his mother got separated from his father a while ago and Max really doesn’t like her new boyfriend, and the whole world around him seems to have no room for children, danger or adventure. After a fight with his mother, Max runs away. He finds a boat and sails to a distant island, where he finds a bunch of wild things, beasts who seem mostly lost, but who are still quite a challenge for Max.
I really very much loved The Wild Things. I already loved the book by Sendak and the movie, so I had great expectations – and surprisingly, I was not disappointed. It’s a quick and wonderful read.
Max (Max Records) is a lonely child full with fantastic [in the original sense] ideas. One day, after getting into a fight with his mother (Catherine Keener), Max runs from the house in a frenzy. He stumbles upon a boat which takes him to a land inhabitated by huge monsters. After they threaten to eat him, Max becomes their king and befriends them, especially Carol (James Gandolfini). But all is not well there, either.
Where the Wild Things Are is perfect. The look, the feel, the script, the actors, the music… it’s absolutley wonderful. The only caveat: They shifted the target demographic from preschooler to anyone older than ten.
[If that wasn’t warning enough, there’s going to be some serious gushage in this post.]