Amber (9), my mom and I went to see Where The Wild Things Are this weekend. I wanted to love this movie. I ended up with mixed feelings. I suppose that's not surprising, considering they took a story that was truly only nine or ten sentences long and transformed it into a whole movie.
Amber enjoyed it a lot. She went home and told David all about Max standing on the counter shouting for his dinner and about the Wild Things. She even made a picture of her own Wild Thing, a wolf-dragon mixture. She noticed that some scenes were exactly like ones in the book, but her question was how did Max know which way to sail the boat.
See, that's the problem. At heart, I don't know if this is a kids' movie. Max's relationship with his mom, who is single and dating someone, and sister, who of course has her own friends, is echoed in his friendships with...