I feel like I've lost the need to write. It might be the current state of things but somehow I feel it's the films themselves that are leaving me so...blah. "Where the Wild Things Are" was neither here nor there. Honestly, I liked it...but I was far from loving it. The cinematography was lovely. Magic hour overuse? Perhaps. But hey, they don't call it magic for nothing. While I did love Max's real-life antics and his energy that leaps off the screen, I think in general go with the book on this one. The rumpus is a bit more endearing on paper.
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