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Spike Jonze’s feature film rendition of Maurice Sendaks classic story Where The Wild Things Are has hit movie theaters worldwide.
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It was amazing, real, touching, sensitive, scary, fun, exciting, deep, and I learned a new way to be thoughtful. Thanks To you all.
I know I’m not the only one looking forward to this movie. Please anyone tell me, was it worth it?
i can’t wait to go see this!!!!
xo
Congratulations and good luck.
For my country (the France) the release will be in 2 month.
I went to the Midnight Screening at the Rave. Me, my brother, and my sister all dressed up as Wild Things. We were the only ones. Although someone DID ask if they could get a picture with us… It was awesome. I hope everyone else likes the film as much as I did!!
Seeing this in IMAX tonight. I look forward to laughing and crying! I’ve only heard great things…
Good job on the movie guys!
what a beautiful movie… thats for all the entertainment over the past year. will you continue the blog? pretty please?!
Today is a good day. I am so excited even though I will bring a big box of tissues to the theatre
It’s kind of sad to think that there will be no more blog now that the movies out. It makes sense but it kind of sucks. I’ve been following the blog since a little after the first trailer premiered on Apple Trailers (I think back in May?) and am going to miss it. Can’t wait to see the movie. Congratulations to everyone who was apart of it.
I am gutted that I live in England and this doesn’t come out here till December 11th. I want to see this film so much.
Saw it at a midnight screening in Vancouver. Sold out show around the block. The audience howled together as the credits rolled. Beautiful.
We just came back from seeing with our one month old (her first movie and she was great btw).
Spike, you nailed it. My girl and I walked out ruminating about our own childhood, and so, so happy we got to spend some time with Max’s.
P.S. David Denby is a twit. Could he really miss the point of the movie that much?
My niece, Maria, who is now 28…loved this book as a child. When she graduated from High School, a friend of mine painted a “Memory Trunk” for her as I had one painted previously for her sister, Jennifer. This was her favorite book and you should see how my friend captured this book cover on her trunk. Just like you are able to open this book. Would love someone who was involved in the movie to see this for themselves. thanks, Jo-anne
It was so beautiful……
I cried when Carol starts howling at Max as he departs :(
The film really touched me.
Just discovered this blog earlier this week and am sorry that I’ve been missing out.
I saw the film this afternoon, and loved it. I went alone, because anyone I’ve mentioned the film to seems to brush it off or express no interest in it.
There were a group of about 10 people my age in the row in front of me and they were occasionally making fun of the film, and I felt maybe if they had gone alone, like me, they wouldn’t have reacted the same way. That maybe the film was doing something to them that they didn’t want their friends to see. (And that I wouldn’t have wanted my friends to see?) There’s a vulnerability that radiates from Max, and it reminds the viewer that we all were, and still are, very vulnerable to the things people around us say and do.
I’m 26 and I’ve been realizing more and more recently that there are many memories and parts of my childhood that I’ve lost touch with or perhaps purposely forgotten. I see kids today, but don’t remember what it was like to be their age. I think this movie may (at least temporarily) put things back in perspective for those of us that are trying to hold on to parts of our lives that we may have wanted to forget at other points in our lives.
The beginning and end of the film are what moved me most as the emotions are so raw, and so recognizable to me. Though they are a constant throughout the film. I remember feeling like Max, and some of these feelings, as simple as they may seem on the surface, are things I had completely lost touch with.
Thank you for this movie.
Really inspiring, really great, really beautiful, really big furry thanks!
BEAUTIFUL! WONDERFUL!
My friends and I were howling the whole way home!
This was a truly beautiful movie.
My niece, Maria, who is now 28…loved this book as a child. When she graduated from High School, a friend of mine painted a “Memory Trunk” for her as I had one painted previously for her sister, Jennifer. This was her favorite book and you should see how my friend captured this book cover on her trunk. Just like you are able to open this book. Would love someone who was involved in the movie to see this for themselves. I am sure you would love to see this memory trunk…..thanks, Jo-anne
It was everything I was hoping it would be! Contemplative, sweet, and touching, like an Ingmar Bergman movie – which, from me, is pretty big praise.
I’m definitely buying this one when it goes to video. I had stuffed animals of Max and the Wild Things in the early 80’s, and this movie recaptures a lot of the same feelings I had back then.
I saw it at the Mann in Westwood, and half the audience howled like wild things as the credits rolled. Let the wild rumpus… continue!
NEVER has a movie met me at more of a right time in my life as this movie did
this day, this week, this season in my life
On the screen I saw so much of my heart, my reflection, my pain, my fears, my child, my situation, my turmoil, my mistakes, my resentment
It is an echoing “I hurt”
but that “I hurt” is both a statement of how one feels, as well as what one does
within seconds of beginning my heart ached and tears streamed down my face
I looked at my boy as he looked at Max with a knowing, sad smile of someone who knew his pain personally and found pleasure in now having company
and that tore me apart
This is not a happy go lucky, take the kids out for the afternoon film – this movie is not for everyone. I even so people leave. Amazingly – this piece of work based on fiction is too real for most.
Someone actually left with their kid within the first five minutes.
It is not a cinematic nostalgia retelling of one of the most beloved and beautiful children’s stories- though it is so beautiful and so breathtaking
It is a beautiful film unlike any other I have seen. It has some of the most dear moments. It has charm, and wit – heart warming moments – wonder and awe were you get caught up and swept away. It is offbeat and while being transported to this different world it is still so familiar.
It is raw- real – human emotion
so.much.pain
so misunderstood
chaos
the extremes of feelings
destruction
a yearning for comfort
the comfort of your mothers arms – the comfort of a fort
feeling together and whole and protected
no sense of safety
reaching that breaking point
lashing out
this chaos that we don’t know where to take blame or put blame or feel guilt or feel hurt…
we bottle it all
it is your pillow in the morning – dried tear stains now not visible
the night before it lie drenched, and it soaked in every sob and pounding of your fist – the gasps for air between that come between the clenched teeth as the waves of anger wash over you
every ounce of energy poured out till you fall off to sleep
rarely heard – spoken about – portrayed – or discussed – truth of childhood
the childhood we had – the childhood we caused
the broken heart – spirit – and mind
inner turmoil
angst – rage – loneliness – hurt – resentment – guilt – bitterness
the sweet, amazing, willful child who marches to his own beat
the child who makes their own world to escape but whose mind is already so heavily burdened that even fantasy is dysfunctional and complicated
single parent – broken home – absent parent – let down child – angry child acting out
taken for granted, left behind, in the background drowned out by the noise
rundown by the world and had it up to here and you just want to scream and so you take it out on the ones you love – we tear each other down and it tears us apart
do we let loose the beast to release this inner lack of peace?
and when we do who gets crushed and left in the rubble, wounded and troubled?
when does my time come to be king?
when does my time come to be put first?
when do I get listened to?
when do I get your attention?
feeling owed something
feeling you got a bad deal in life
wanting to know when your time comes
single parent wanting to know when does the peace and quiet come, when do I get my time, my life, my significant other, my right career, my recognition… I’ve paid my dues and I’m tired and just feel like I’m going to break
lonely child wanting to know why Mom is so busy and not focused on them and why is she not content with just me? what is she searching for I must not be enough or maybe if I can get her attention…
“mom”
“just one second”
“just look”
that’s all that it takes – just like that the fuse is lit
in all the commotion, the battle and fight – sometimes it’s not till the dust clears till you see how badly someones been hit
are we beast to our babies – our parents – our own? do we turn on our pack, snip and snarl to go crawl off, lick our wounds and whimper alone?
It’s the shrill “what’s wrong with you?”
the “not now”
or “can you just be quiet”"
those words that roll off our tongues
when they won’t stop, you can’t think, all you need is one second
it is not having anyone
the lies we tell ourselves, the out of line priorities, being completely overwhelmed and feeling misunderstood
It’s not having someone
feeling broken
unloved
thinking you are bad, or wrong, or not knowing quite what you are but knowing you are just not right.
or at least not good enough.
It is the destruction that we cause and the ramifications that follow
We are so destructive.
We all have the power to hurt as well as the power to love.
Thank you for this site. Thank you for this movie.
And to help you better understand my gratitude expressed my my comment above:
Will is my wild, creative, thoughtful, brilliant 8 year old boy. Will also falls under the autism spectrum, has OCD and some and anxiety. I am just his 28 year old single mother who suffers from anxiety and depression.
Thank you for this movie. We both hurt and we both hurt each other. He just met his father for the first time last week and I doubt he will be seeing him again anytime soon. I have been struggling with finances, work and relationships and with everything going on we have let the stresses of the world chip away at our beautiful relationship. We needed this so much. Thank you. God Bless, Kate
I went to see the movie this morning with my brother; it was amazing! We both feel a lot of nostalgia/sadness that we’re growing up, and this movie made it even more intense. Every single scene reminded us of things from our childhood. Especially in the beginning before Max’s trip…it was like you guys grew up with us!
I usually get pretty involved in the plots of movies, but this is the first time I seriously felt everything along with the characters. It was incredible! I feel like even after the thrill of seeing a good movie for the first time wears off, I will cry at certain points of the movie. The emotions are so real and relate-able that I think even after the hundredth time, they will get to me
Also, I was a little bit skeptical about the soundtrack being made by Karen O (even though I love the Yeah Yeah Yeahs) because I wasn’t sure if it would fit in with the movie, but it was AWESOME! It gave me goosebumps!
aaaaah, you guys did an amazing job, thank you so much for making such an incredible movie. I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
I don’t think I can leave a better comment than Kate did; she summed up everything the movie did for me perfectly (and made me cry…what a beautiful message Kate!). The movie is so painfully child-like…in the best of ways. It’s everything there is to being a child, being scared, hurt, confused, angry, imaginative and playful. Max is painfully needy and rightfully so. All children need to feel noticed; even if it takes lashing out and running away. Even if it means hurting the ones they love and being horrified they’re doing it. I can’t express how moved I was by this movie…Max was perfect, brilliant, and he characterized all of our childhoods. Max IS childhood. I cried when Max cried, I laughed when he laughed, I hurt when he hurt. I can not for the life of me think of any other movie that has ever, ever done that. It was like going back in time and reliving and feeling what it was like to be 10 all over again.
Thank you. You’ve rekindled my faith in movies. I’ve seen this twice, will see it a dozen more times Im sure. I’ve never been happier to see a movie, never been happier that a movie got made. Congratulations on this masterpieces and for all the struggles this movie, you, and the crew went through; it was worth it.
Just got back from seeing the film in a theatre packed with seven-year-olds all howling at the screen. Easily one of my most treasured film experiences.
It was amazing. I was a ball of emotion. I even cried at that Sandra Bullock trailer *embarrassed
But anyway, it was perfect. I just wonder why Max’s room didn’t turn into the forest.
Hi!
I’ve been following the blog for a pretty long while now. I’ve been following the production even longer. But this is the first time I commented here. I just couldn’t help but thank you for this wonderful film. After five long years of waiting (it’s been five for me), it finally came. And it was beautiful! I saw it at a midnight premiere and again on Saturday. It was the first time I cried during a film since watching Terminator 2 when I was four years old. It was happy and fun and scary and sad. It was everything I could ever hope for. I felt like a kid again. I treasure every moment that happens. Thank you, thank you, thank you! And I love, love, love you!
yea spike!
ive been waiting to see this since i heard you were attached to it a few years back
saw it two nights ago
thought it was great!
very very well done
im gonna have to see it again
and im definitely grabbing a copy when it comes out
congratulations and once again, nice work!
There’s no way I can say it any better than Kate. I’m 60. And this movie went into raw places inside my heart the way no other movie has done. Rage and hurt, also tenderness, beauty, flight or fight, disappointment, love, regret, forgiveness, the big, horrible wild thing known as depression. Courage and acceptance. It is so rare to see childhood captured onscreen without sermons, saccharine or judgment. And somewhere and somehow, in that childhood, my whole adulthood was all wrapped up. And vice versa. Does that make sense?
I want the filmmakers to know that I came out of the movie feeling changed. Truly–thank you. And to Kate — please don’t feel alone. Keep fighting to get through it.