Maurice Sendak’s beloved children’s book, Where the Wild Things Are, published in 1963 and awarded the Caldecott Medal in 1964, is comprised of ten sentences and follows a misbehaving boy’s imaginary journey to a mysterious land where the inhabitants look like a mishmash of birds, trolls, bulls and humans. I would submit there are not many adults or kids who haven’t read Sendak’s masterpiece, but the question I’ve always had is how do you turn a narrative so small, yet …
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I may not have said it before, but I’ll say it again anyway: Satan abounds in the hearts of those not moved by the trailers for Where the Wild Things Are. That may be going a little far, but I’m big time into hyperbole, so it stands. In what seems like just yesterday, when the first WTWTA trailer hit, I had this to say: “Viewing the just-released trailer now– two years later– I couldn’t be more enchanted with the potential …
Over at this one blog, I gushed profusely about the trailer for the upcoming film adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are. It went a little something like this <cut/paste>: I know I’ve already pontificated once today, but I couldn’t NOT post this. If you read Where The Wild Things Are as a kid, you’ll understand why I say it’s a childhood touchstone – the kind that morphs into a generational pass-along. Whether it was the dark and charming Caldecott …