The Spike Jonze/Dave Eggers version of Maurice Sendak’s “Where the Wild Things Are” opens Friday and my kids, ages 10 and 12, are clamoring to go, so yeah, my wife and I will take them.
“Where the Wild Things Are” isn’t a book that my kids have ever really embraced, however. They’re more partial to Mr. Sendak’s surreal food fantasy “In the Night Kitchen.” But the trailer for the new movie floors them: they stop whatever they’re doing and stare.
Thinking about Mr. Sendak’s picture books reminds me of something that Eden Ross Lipson, the longtime children’s book editor of The New York Times Book Review who died in May, used to say about what makes a children’s classic. It isn’t the critics’ reviews. It’s whether your kids choose to read the book to their kids, and so on, an organic and generational process of elimination. Read more in ArtsBeat…
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