The Book Is Better

Just got back from seeing “Where the Wild Things Are.” It is most definitely not like the children’s book, at least not for the same age children for which Maurice Sendak’s classic has been a mainstay.

It’s a dark and foreboding movie. It would be difficult for almost any child under 10 to come away without an almost overwhelming feeling of despair. Sure, Max does return home to his mother at the end of the movie, but that alone is not enough to blot out the depressing themes of loneliness and anxiety that permeate the movie.

Don’t misunderstand. Though it did drag on at times, it is a good movie. Good, not great. Just not for young children.