Thursday, March 24, 2011

Where the Wild Things Are

Getting the Hipster Hat-Trick with Alan Trehern

Hey, Spike Jonze, thanks for taking my lovely childhood memories and dragging them through your messed up ego so that anything fun about this film is overtaken by an extreme feeling of loss, loneliness and general depression. I really appreciate it. I hope you made some money off of other people's misery. Hope you're proud of yourself and your hippie fanbase and their life-sized Max pajamas and their uppity views on social conscience and their Urban Outfitters.

Where the Wild Things Are (2009)
Directed by Spike Jonze
Starring Max Records, James Gandolfini and Catherine O'Hara

"Well, look: this used to be all rock, and now it's sand, and then, one day, it's going to be dust, and then the whole island will be dust, and then... well I don't even know what comes after dust." - Carol

If "emo" could take cinematic form, it would be this film. The movie starts out with Max feeling forgotten and ignored by his family. So he escapes into his imagination (or someone's imagination) to start a society of monsters. The ups and downs of this society leads Max to realize...something. And he ends up back home. Not alot really happens in this movie, but nothing really happens in the book either, by Maurice Sendak.

Whatever angle you look at this movie from, whatever age you may be, WTWTA has the most pessimistic and hopeless themes I've seen in a film recently. Never do you see a glimmer of redemption, hope or legitimate happiness. Sure, friends like you, they hate you, they ignore you, they leave you, and then they forget about you; that's life. But this movie just DRIVES the point home. And that's it. That's the entire movie.

Jonze takes the audience's childhood and says, "Yeah, those times were pretty cool. But you're never going to feel that innocent or content again. And guess what, the world is ending too. And you can't stop that from happening any more than you can find any enjoyment out of life." Whether you see undertones of friendship and family, or some commentary on man and the society they live in, the right of kings or war, you are going to experience a spiral of depressing nostalgia and soul-crushing heartache.

Alexander...the real hero of the movie. He knows everyone is a fake. **emo blue steel**

Final Thoughts
The monsters were really awesome looking, and this was probably the most enjoyable part of the film. The music, most of which comes from Karen O (of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs), was enjoyable, if you had enough time to recover from the 20-year deep, dark memory just unlocked from the previous scene.

If you love the original children's book, and you have good memories of it, DO NOT see this movie. Please try to keep those innocent memories as pure as you can, whatever you do! If you have seen this film, how many times did you want to roll up and weep? Seriously. A thousand times over. Hey Jonze, you have any other ideas for corrupting our childhoods? Goodnight Moon could be about genocide. Or One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish could have domestic violence at its forefront. Don't even get me started on Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

This kid knows what I'm talkin' about...

1 comment:

Panther Joe said...

Max Records?! Are you making that name up? Pull no punches, Trehern, cuz this is entertainment.