Where The Wild Things Be At

The movie trailer for Where The Wild Things Are is--bam!--on the internets. And, oooh, doesn't it just simmer with freshness?--despite how old the base material is (Maurice Sendak wrote it in 1963!) and despite how long the upcoming film has been gestating in Hollywood Development Hell (see Dask's take below).

The trailer, with sumptuous dusk-tinged lighting, has the feel of hyper melancholy (father issues! lots of running!). The creatures look phenomenal; they have a serious and required presence in the frame, and are alternately approachable or unapproachable, as they should be. The young actor who plays Max is appropriately contemplative and/or distracted, and only very rarely elated (like a young child should be).

It's no surprise that director Spike Jonze knows how to match music with (surreal/pleasing) visuals--after all, it's his day job--and, here, much of the mood is set by the music. Actually, I'm not entirely convinced that I didn't just watch Arcade Fire's new music video...

Ok, I checked, and I did NOT accidentally watch the music video for Arcade Fire's Wake Up.

Still, swimming along as it does, looking like a well-conceived, well-designed, fortuitously-big-budgeted-for-a-(semi-)independent-music-act's latest music video, you cannot be blamed if the trailer evokes some kind of twee ecstasy inside you, where you want to dance and cry at the exact same time.



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