Do you remember what it was like to be nine years old? Not the sanitized, colorful version animated movies usually sell us, but the raw, confusing, and often lonely reality of childhood? If you're hitting play on Where the Wild Things Are expecting a lighthearted Toy Story-style adventure to distract the kids on a Sunday afternoon, stop right there. What we have here isn't just a distraction; it's a mirror. Over 90 minutes, we're faced with a film that dares to treat a child not as a naive little being, but as a complex creature. It's a divisive movie: to some, it's a misunderstood masterpiece…
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