This weekend we rented Where The Wild Things Are.
I'm a big fan of the opening...the directing, the script....intimate and brilliant....But the land where the wild things are seemed more like a summer camp counseling session than anything wild and rumpus. I fell asleep ten minutes into it. The next night I tried again and fell asleep that time as well. When my husband woke me a little later he had put Sherlock Holmes in. Now that...was able to keep me awake.