Like almost everyone else that loved the books, I was excited at the idea of Maurice Sendak’s classic tale coming to the big screen – as long as someone good was attached. But then they would have to be, because it’s Where The Wild Things Are…not just anyone would get to make it. Â Enter Spike Jonze. Again, I was relieved. I’m a big fan. Â This movie was gonna be excellent.
Months later, driving along a busy LA Street I saw a Monchichi doll on a billboard and smiled – cool, I loved my Monchichi doll and think it would make a great movie, but wondered why hadn’t I heard of it getting made? Â The reason: The Monchichi doll on the poster is in Where The Wild Things Are! Â Apparently The Wild Things have become Monchichi dolls in the movie. This is a troubling omen. Â This poster is causing me angst. Â It’s making me not want to see the movie now, I mean, The Wild things are no Monchichi dolls.
They should just have left this a book. Â Boo.