I’m making the mistake of listening to this at work. My cow orkers are looking at me funny. Also, please supply the link to the Gigantampon. I couldn’t find it on Regretsy.
Mike, Erica, I’ll let you off with a warning this time because you didn’t know any better, but I want no more bad talk about Wild Things. Ever. That movie is brilliant.
Mike, Erica, I’ll let you off with a warning this time because you didn’t know any better, but I want no more bad talk about Wild Things. Ever. That movie is brilliant.
It does touch some nostalgic part of me that wants desperately to see it, but I can’t forgive what it is: The drawing out of a story that’s beauty was it’s simplicity. There was no single mother bit, not even a boat ride. It was just a boy who was rebellious and angry dealing with that anger. Spike Jonze is a visual mastermind and the closest the indie crowd has to a God, but this move makes me feel manipulated. Maybe it’s because I grew up with that story. I read it at a terribly young age and loved it. Now, it feels like hearing a lullaby your mother used to sing you used in a car commercial. He took something from my childhood I held dear and warped it. That said, I will probably see it anyway.
Now, I’m waiting patiently for the epic ‘Where the Sidewalk Ends’ film…
I never even heard of the book as a kid, so I don’t really have that problem. That said, I think the film has a lot of heart. I don’t think it was just made to milk the Wild Things cashcow or anything.
I never even heard of the book as a kid, so I don’t really have that problem. That said, I think the film has a lot of heart. I don’t think it was just made to milk the Wild Things cashcow or anything.
That’s why it’s a problem, you don’t have a real attachment to the book like we do. It was my FAVORITE! But I don’t think a movie could ever catch the wonder that I felt.
I don’t know. I did love this book as a kid (definitely not as much as Erica and Chiz, but a lot) I have a lot of fond memories of looking at the pictures and imagining the names of the wild things and what they were doing when Max wasn’t there. So I think that’s sort of what Spike Jonze has done is to take those characters and extend their existence. Supposedly (since I haven’t seen it I don’t know for sure) it is very touching and I’m looking forward to seeing it. However, that having been said I completely understand their reticence, this having been a particularly special book to them as children. I would be very concerned if they were to make a live-action version of “Bunnicula” or “The Trumpet of the Swan” (which they did an awful animated version of but it was cheaply done and no one saw it so that’s okay) and don’t even get me started on the Dakota Fanning version of “Charlotte’s Web” with the farting cows. Those were (and still are) very special books to me much more so than “Where the Wild Things Are” so, Chiz and Erica, I feel ya, but maybe, once you’ve seen it, you’ll love it. I hope so anyway.
I never even heard of the book as a kid, so I don’t really have that problem. That said, I think the film has a lot of heart. I don’t think it was just made to milk the Wild Things cashcow or anything.
I don’t necessarily think it was made to cash in on anything (I know I sounded like that in my last post, but I misspoke). It’s more that I had this idea in my head of the spaces in between the words and pictures in that story. My mind created a sort of kinetoscope story out of the disjointed parts and made a world I felt a part of. The film on the screen is Spike Jonez’s world. Not mine. To see it and accept it would cheapen my own world and, to an extent, me.
A little dramatic for the film of a children’s story, I know. It’s pure honesty though. Parents and friends were things I didn’t have in abundance as a child, and so I am very protective of the products of my imagination. they shaped me more than anything else, really.
Why has no one complained about the hipster marketing? It makes the film adaptation seem exclusive, rather than inclusive, and that kinda defeats the awesomeness of the book. The book welcomed everyone. It was for the awkward and non-cool. You know, those of us that don’t wear scarves with t-shirts.
Why has no one complained about the hipster marketing? It makes the film adaptation seem exclusive, rather than inclusive, and that kinda defeats the awesomeness of the book. The book welcomed everyone. It was for the awkward and non-cool. You know, those of us that don’t wear scarves with t-shirts.
Blah.
Amy, I am so with you on this, you don’t even know. I wasn’t actually looking forward to Wild Things at all because of the horrible marketing, which is mainly why I ended up being so pleasantly surprised. Please, don’t mistake “hipster” for “cool”, the two are mutually exclusive.
Mike, Erica, I’ll let you off with a warning this time because you didn’t know any better, but I want no more bad talk about Wild Things. Ever. That movie is brilliant.
It does touch some nostalgic part of me that wants desperately to see it, but I can’t forgive what it is: The drawing out of a story that’s beauty was it’s simplicity. There was no single mother bit, not even a boat ride. It was just a boy who was rebellious and angry dealing with that anger. Spike Jonze is a visual mastermind and the closest the indie crowd has to a God, but this move makes me feel manipulated. Maybe it’s because I grew up with that story. I read it at a terribly young age and loved it. Now, it feels like hearing a lullaby your mother used to sing you used in a car commercial. He took something from my childhood I held dear and warped it. That said, I will probably see it anyway.
Now, I’m waiting patiently for the epic ‘Where the Sidewalk Ends’ film…
Wow, when I first read that I totally thought TonyHex was talking about “Wild Things” from 1998 with Matt Dillon, Denise Richards and Neve Campbell. That movie is brilliant.
