I loved Spike Jonze’s Where the Wild Things Are, so I’ve compiled a list of some useful online resources about the film, book, and author (mostly for my own sake, so I can easily access them if and when I might get around to writing more about it). Just to summarize what I like most about the book and the film:
– Its existential realism: play, fun, mischief, friendship, love, loss, fear, loneliness, change, beginnings and endings… all there, in a kind of holistic mix that brings them all into reflective perspective.
– Its extended-family cameraderie/communalism: Max’s “wild things” are a social network of flawed but hearty characters, kinda like reality. And they like to pile on top of each other.
– Its valorizing of the imagination as a place to play (and work) things out, to figure out one’s emotions & responses to things, a place for practice (in the sense of preparing for reality, but also in the Buddhist sense of practice being everything).
– That they eat their kings (at least up until Max comes along). Kings need to know their place!
– Max’s performance is great.
– Finally, there’s the East European Jewishness of the characters (or call it their Italianness, their Slavicity, whatever) — I mean that quality of being emotionally and bodily there, present, expressive, close to the surface but resonant in the depths, which can be a troubling thing for those not used to it, but which can be lovely. In the film, this is in the the facial, bodily, and emotional expressivity of the acting (if animatronically enhanced puppet/costume/creatures can be said to act). There’s a soulfulness to these characters that stays with you long after Max leaves the island.
Film Comment‘s Kent Jones writes:
“The creatures spend their days and nights ambling, flopping in and around the forest and seaside (and into each other), averting direct confrontation with dropped sidelong glances and turnings away, shyly or defensively signaling affection or hurt in breathy, nasal, barely enunciated speech. […] Jonze seems to have spent the same obsessive energy on getting James Gandolfini to give him the right quietly nasal delivery of lines like “Oh, hi” or “What?” as D. W. Griffith and his team of artisans expended on the reconstruction of Babylon for Intolerance.”
I realize there are at least two critiques of the story worth considering. The first is the narrative/psycho-political critique that sees it as reintegrating the child’s rebelliousness into a new compliance with the adult order (he does come home, after all, with a seeming willingness to conform). As Kenneth Kidd puts it in Making American Boys, the story makes wildness utterly safe; it’s a story of “managed wildness.” But my hunch is that this reading overplays this “safeness,” since kids do have to grow up (i.e. integrate into the adult world) and both the book and the film, in their effects, valorize the wild things in a way that renders them available for the child as a resource to be drawn on as he or she grows up. (Or am I too much a product of my ego-psychology-as-taken-for-granted time? What would Deleuze & Guattari say? Work with the wild things, become-wild, but not as a prelapsarian reversion back to childhood; rather as a synthesis and integration.)
The second is the post-colonial critique that claims the story reiterates the colonialist trope of the white boy-man adventurer journeying out to tame the wild and (racially) colored jungle primitives and all that. Pushing this interpretation too far, though, would probably sound silly even to the least Euro-American of audiences — but see Shaddock below for a good case of this argument.
Wild Things: The Art of Maurice Sendak
Fitzsimmons et al visual literacy analysis
(I think that analyzing Jonze’s film using their methodology would show some interesting differences between the book and the film; e.g., in the film Max is treated less like a “king” and more as an equal, a “buddy” or interesting newcomer related to playfully and with interest, but not with too much deference)
Shaddock article (postcolonial critique of the story)
Sendak interview with Bill Moyers
Maria Lassen-Seger’s thesis on metamorphs in childrens literature
In any case, a delightful film.
I like all of your points and would add a couple myself, maybe more critical ones: the something (futility? problems? nationalism?) of creating a utopia, and then having to defend its borders; similarly, the search for security by fortifying the family.
Anyway, I jotted down a few notes, though I’m not sure they even rise to the level of a blogpost.
Very in-depth critique of what is really one of the better family movies I have seen in 2009. Both my kids loved the movie and I highly recommend others see it.
I liked your coverage above on the rebellious nature of Max and his eventual decision to return home and conform to acccepted societal norms. I certainly was hesitant in seeing Jonze’s take on the book but I personally think he pulled it off brilliantly.
A great movie for all to see.
Where the wild things are was (and still probably is) my favorite children book! So I was incredibly excited about the film coming out! This is a great analysis of the film! I also saw similarities between Max’s Sister and KW, how they both don’t want to be part of the ‘family’ any more, and the story was about Max coming to understand that and seeing things from her point of view, which I guess you would not be able to do in real life….
Thanks for a great blog post!
I am really excited about the movie.I love the book very much.I still have the copy with me.I start reading it when i feel lonely
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I also enjoyed the film… I love how it portrays the power of the imagination, and hope that as Max returns to the real world, he takes with him not only his newly found understanding of life, but also that same imagination that helped him learn. I think too many of us forget that our imaginations are there for more than just a diversion.
Love that creepy picture you’ve got on the post!
Cool, this is very beautiful. I like reading it. Thanks for sharing.