When the trailer for Where the Wild Things are came out in the beginning of this year, I got so excited for October 2009 to roll around. Arcade Fire’s “Wake Up”, Max’s wolf outfit, the wild rompus…all factors that had me in a tizzy* for this story to finally come alive on the big screen.
Finally, October. We went the Friday after opening night. I liked it. I even shelled over the big bucks to get a big bag of popcorn and a blue slushy drink to commemorate the experience. The dialogue was cute, simple and the entire movie set was absolutely fantastical (that nest/fort?!) As the previews suggested, Spike Jonze created a beautiful world where you could lose yourself for an hour or two. Furthermore, he gave each of the Wild Things recognizable personalities, even names – if I were to go through my friends, I could definitely tell you which one was Ira, which was Alexander etc. I liked it.
But, I can’t lie that I was a little disappointed when it ended. Maybe the people who put together the trailer were just too good at their job and my expectations were really high. I was perusing through Paste’s website and found this article — Paste editor, Josh Jackson hit everything I was thinking right on the nose. Read it here: “It could have used some Arcade Fire”
*note – new phrase I’m trying to incorporate in everyday use. In addition to “shut the f–ront door”.