where-the-wild-things-areLet’s just pretend it hasn’t been over a month since we’ve posted. Okay…done.

By now it’s no secret that the Where The Wild Things Are motion picture is actually for real. The trailer was released a few days ago and has people flipping their collective wig. And it should. It’s fucking rad. Peep it HERE.

Apparently test screenings had audiences up in arms due to the fact that the film was deemed too scary for young children. This had me thinking…what if Spike Jonze and Dave Eggers never intended the film for little kids? The two are wildly popular purveyors of adult content, be it novels, music videos or films and have a strong young adult following. Furthermore, I remember being frightened of the book’s illustrations when I was little…perhaps Maurice Sendak himself had adults in mind when he wrote it. Probably not, but the book still has themes that adults can draw from: maintaining an imagination, overcoming your fears, etc. Either way, I really cannot wait to see how the filmmakers flush out the relatively barebones plot to develop a feature lenth film. I’ll be first in line come October.

Where The Wild Things Are

November 29, 2008

where-the-wild-things-areI must have a nostalgia addiction, because every time I go back home, I inevitably find myself going through all my old stuff—books, toys, photos, ticket stubs—and reminiscing about the good ole days. I also always find a few knick knacks that I bring back with me that I’ll never actually use. This time I dug up a pair of Crest sunglasses the color of toothpaste. Where the hell do you even get something like that?

One thing I found that I’m totally jazzed about is Where The Wild Things Are, the children’s book to end all children’s books by Maurice Sendak. When I used to read this story as a little dude, I would immerse myself in the character of Max and get lost in the vivid illustrations. It’s sad, but as people get older, their imaginations dissipate. It’s a natural byproduct of the trappings of adulthood—getting a job, making money, settling down, blah de blah blah blah. I think that’s bullshit. People should be encouraged to maintain an imagination, if only as a way to keep one’s sanity. I’m not saying we should all jump into cardboard boxes and act like astronauts, but pick up a book like Where The Wild Things Are and get lost in it for 10 minutes. It might change your day.

PS—As I’m sure many are aware, there’s a film version of the book by my man Spike Jonze slated for October 2009 release. Apparently it’s been pushed back several times due to disagreements over the filming process (obviously) but let’s keep our fingers crossed that this actually sees the light of day…read more at the film’s website HERE.