“Let the wild rumpus start!”

Where the Wild Things Are.

It’s amazing.

It’s brilliant.

It’s FANTASTIC.

Based off the children’s book by Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are is by no means a children’s movie.

Max is an imaginative young boy, full of stories and ideas. But he’s lonely, feels like he has no control over his life, and he’s angry because of it. His mother also has too much going on to pay him enough attention and his sister has outgrown him.

After an explosive fight with his mother, he runs away to the island where the Wild Things are.

There he meets Carol, K.W., Ira, Judith, Douglas, Alex, and the Bull – the Wild Things.

And when they first meet Max, they want to do what Wild Things do best to strangers. Eat and destroy.  

Yet, Max makes himself King of the Wild Things by spinning a tale only a child can spin. And his one duty? To take away the loneliness, making them forever happy.  

This movie has its scary moments (especially when the Wild Things crowd Max, saying “I’m going to eat you!”) and it’s full of complex emotions and ideas.

There’re some really intense moments, and a good amount of violence (not gory violence though – there’s no blood or guts in this movie!)  

It’s directed by Spike Jonze. And it’s starred in by Max Records (as Max), James Gandolfini (as the Wild Thing, Carol), Catherine O’Hara (as the Wild Thing, Judith), Forest Whitaker (as the Wild Thing, Ira) and Lauren Ambrose (as the Wild Thing, K.W.).

Where the Wild Things Are is full of ideas and emotions. It makes you laugh, yell, and cry.

The dialogue alone makes this movie noteworthy. Max babbles like a true boy, telling stories in a way only a child can. The Wild Things express their emotions in uniquely straightforward ways that’re endearing and horrifying.

Wild Thing Carol even says, at one point, “I’ll just eat my feet” if things don’t go the way he wants them to.

Symbolically, all the Wild Things represent a part of Max’s personality and life. I’ll let you figure out which Wild Things represents what. That’s part of the fun.

Max’s adventure to the island of the Wild Things is his coming-of-age tale. It’s his step from childhood to adulthood.

All I can say is, well, if you don’t see this movie the Wild Things will come and eat you all up!

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