Where The Wild Things Are Is Not The Answer, Probably

Gabe Delahaye | August 7, 2009 - 9:08 am

New Where the Wild Things Are trailer, you guys:

I think these trailers are sending the wrong message. I love them so much that I am fully expecting this movie to “fix” everything. I don’t even know what that means! And yet that is what I anticipate will happen. We’ll all go to see it, and the Matrix will change from wet and gray-green to bright and a full-color spectrum. The internet will get turned off because it’s too mean, and brother will not lift up sword against brother, and eracism, because life is precious, and God, and the Bible.

Of course, that’s not going to happen.

Not only because a movie can’t “fix” anything, much less everything (and if a movie could “fix” things it wouldn’t be a children’s movie directed by the heir to the Spiegel catalog fortune) but because that goes against what Maurice Sendak’s book is about in the first place. Where the Wild Things Are is all about the inescapable nature of life as it’s presented to you, not only by the laws of reality, but within. All of us must face up to the world as it is given to us, for worse but also for better. Max eventually grows homesick in his kingdom, and despite his “unhappiness” at home (tangential and vague at best, in the book, probably elaborated in the movie for dramatic impact) he returns of his own desire, to find hot supper waiting no less. There is no self-created replacement for being genuinely loved.

Sorry. I get really sentimental talking about this stuff. I always have, ever since I left my kingdom. It was worth it, though. I guess.