Review of Where the Wild Things Are (1975) by Dan B — 15 Dec 2011
What is this flakey hipster bull-shit? The most annoying little brat ever hangs about with Tony Soprano dressed as Bungle and a load of other dysfunctional hairy goons and somehow this is a film. I don't care if it's all a metaphor and there is symbolism coming out of every orifice as it matters not if it's projected in scene after scene of boring pretentious tripe.
I was praying they'd eat the little git.
This review of Where the Wild Things Are (1975) was written by Dan B on 15 Dec 2011.
Where the Wild Things Are has generally received positive reviews.
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