In many ways I am my mother’s daughter. For instance, we share a strong belief that the book is better that the movie. Always. This is a non-changing fact. That isn’t to say that all movies based on books are bad- many are absolutely wonderful. However, I keep my excitement about movies from books modest because I am let down more often than not. I am however cautiously optimistic about the Where the Wild Things Are movie. Here’s the newly released trailer:
I loved this book as a child so much. I hold no hopes that it will be as good as the book, but the trailer gave me chills and I am taking that as a good sign. Mike has never read the book and so I also have to stop by the bookstore today. I also reserve the right to hate the movie and gripe about it for getting my hopes up and dashing them to the ground!