
Tonight Caitlin and I and a group of friends went to go see Where the Wild Things Are at the midnight showing. We all wanted to sit together and sat in the 2nd row (to my insistence). Boy, that was the wrong choice. My eyes are still sore from watching the moving at such a close distance and I feel like I just came out of an audio/visual prisoner of war brainwashing session.
I should probably see the movie again before judging it. I thought the cinematography was excellent but the writing was poor. There was such little character development it was atrocious. The level of communication between characters never surpassed a certain superficial watermark and it just felt empty. The puppetry and animation was superb though. Cool visual presentation of characters; nice photography.
Here's a photo of the group of folks I went with to see the movie acting like Wild Things outside of the Athena Grand.