Where the Wild Things Are
Go see it. Take tissues.
Where the Wild Things Are. Take
tissues. Don't wear eyeliner or mascara unless it's waterproof. I
cried through the start of Up, but I cried through nearly all of
WtWTA. That movie will rip your heart out of your chest and yank on
it like taffy in a pulling machine. Daughter and I were blubbering all over
Elder-Son after the show. Hubs had the same problem at home and required a
hug from Younger-Son after their viewing. But... Wow. Hensen's
Muppets always beat the trousers off of CGI, no matter the subject. The
kid playing Max is brilliant, too. But I think the fact that he had the
real deal to work with, rather than some guy in a green-suit w/ a tennis ball on
a stick over his head where the monster's face would be, probably helped him
reach that (as it would anyone.)
Not
for anyone currently suffering from depression.
Posted: Mon - October 19, 2009 at 07:41 PM
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