Of course The Lovely Bones won out in the end, with time constraints keeping me from Gilliam goodness.
As much as Where The Wild Things Are made me laugh and smile, mister Jackson managed to do the same things whilst bringing tears to my eyes. To see the life of little Susie beaing snuffed out so easily. And trying to imagine the emotions of her family through it all did not leave me untouched.
Granted, the movie did skim some parts of the book more than others, but the overall imagery more than makes up for it. The magical realism of Susie's heaven contrasts very heavily with that of the 'real' world, with flowing corn fields, crumbling vistas and whatnot.
Fare thee well, Susie Salmon, fare thee well.
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