As Long As It Isn’t Named “A Yellow-Eyed Work of Terrible-Clawed Genius”

New York Magazine has a review of the upcoming film adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are, penned by Dave Eggers and Spike Jonze. The review is positive, although I still have doubts about any full-length film made from a picture book. A somewhat troubling quote:

[T]he screenplay for this live-action film simply becomes a longer and more moving version of what Maurice Sendak’s book has always been at heart: a book about a lonely boy leaving the emotional terrain of boyhood behind.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t the book more about the unabashed embrace of the emotional terrain of childhood?  What with the wild rumpus and all?  Hmmm. Hmmm.

Thanks to Educating Alice for the link.