Where the Children Are
November 1, 2009
movie review I was recently reading stated, in a tongue-in-cheek manner, that
Action movies are basically children’s movies for adults. That is to say that they are expressly designed to hit very specific pleasure centers to generate a predictable and uniform reaction..
Re-reading this review after watching Where the Wild Things Are makes me appreciate it even more. WtWTA is a honest and beautiful rendition of the joys and pain of being a child growing up. This is the movie children would make if they had a few million dollars and the talent of a Spike Jonze – instead of being usually limited to horrible crayon drawings.
Whether it is suitable for children is besides the point, the good question is whether adults can deal with it. Whether, as an adult, one is ready to open up to deep, old, primal pleasures and hurts. Wanting to be loved, wanting to be the center of attention, hating the awkward silence after a good joke, realising you are the bad guy in the story…
Life as an adult, too, is “all fun and games until someone gets hurt” – but we too often forget.
Novembre 2009. Quelques jours dans le détroit de Malacca, entre gastronomie et histoire. Réflexions sur le tourisme, l'avenir de ce lieu en voie de développement, de destruction, de re-création
2006 ~ 2008. Un an exactement après avoir quitté Tokyo, je reviens sur mes souvenirs d'une ville où j'avais planté mes racines.