This is the movie that I saw tonight. I took Ray out and told him that I was taking him for a surprise somewhere. I didn't say where! Where the Wild Things Are is his favourite childhood book. I remember my brother reading it, but my favourites were "I Wish that I had Duck Feet" and "The Plant Sitter".
Anyway, I read some good reviews and some bad. Someone said that this is a film about a child, but it is not a film for children. I would agree with that.
So sorry for posting about it again! But I HAD to. If you like fun and silliness, and want to embrace your inner bad girl (or boy) Go see it. Go see it now.Which brings me to this:
a new Knit up!
It's in McCormick Park (Between Queen and Dundas, on the east side of Brock -- in Toronto)
Again, I've made it interactive, asking people to add a bit of "something" to it.
(in the movie it says "let the wild rumpus start!" -- some copies of the book say that, some copies of the book say "let the wild rumpus begin" I prefer the latter.....)