“God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables — slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won’t. We’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”

and it’s sad. it’s probably the saddest ‘kids’ movie i’ve ever seen. there is no happy ending, things just keep going. it gave me chills, over and over again. when max is in school at the beginning, his teacher is telling him how the sun is going to ‘die’ someday. when he first goes ‘where the wild things are’, they try to eat him, and he convinces them not to by telling them he’s a king. so they make him king, and in a moment that seriously makes you want to cry they ask him whether he can keep out the sadness. since he’s afraid of being eaten, he tells them, yeah, he has an sadness shield that’s big enough for all of them. but he’s just a kid. and we’re reminded of that over and over again. he has no answers to stop them from arguing with each other, to make their problems go away. he can’t control their anger or fix anything. he has no magic shields or abilities and he can’t even keep his promises.

i don’t know, i just left the theatre last night it a very… contemplative mood. the psychology behind this film is brilliant (as it was in the book, but this takes it to a new level). it kept making me think of this clip from south park:

anyways, yeah, if i ran the oscars, where the wild things are, best picture of 2009.