By Evelin Garcia – Cougar News Staff Writer
It’s going to be a place where only the things you want to happen, would happen.
For the past 46 years nearly everyone has grown up with the enchanted tale of Max and all of his rambunctious monster friends. Now, the widely loved children’s book has been transformed into a highly anticipated film.
For those of you who don’t know the story of Where The Wild Things Are, here it is. Max, a trouble maker, gets into a ferocious argument with his mother, who sends him to bed without supper. When he goes to his room, he imagines himself sailing off to the island of Where The Wild Things Are.
When he arrives, he comes across monsters of all shapes and sizes, whom he conquers “by staring into their yellow eyes without blinking once.” He becomes the “King of all Wild Things” and declares to “Let the wild rumpus begin!”
Max and his newly found friends find themselves having great fun, but as everyone knows, all good things must come to an end. Max begins to get homesick and snappy towards his new friends. He leaves during the night and returns home happily ever after.
Like all books turned to movies, there were some differences between the actual book and the movie. Spike Jonze justified this to Time Out magazine saying, “I didn’t set out to make a children’s film – I set out to make a film about childhood.” And that is exactly what he did.
The film does an excellent job at portraying a scary, but true depiction of what it feels like to be a child. This is accompanied by a lulling guitar soundtrack and an incredible visual range.
Where the Wild Things Are is a movie that is worth watching, no matter how old you are. It will teach you lessons about childhood and bring back memories that are held close to the heart.
A rule taught in the movie by two cranky owl muppets, that everything important can be said in only seven words, seems to be an appropriate way to end this review.
In seven words: Just a boy, a wolf, a king.