Wife and I read this to our daughter. Our daughter read it to our granddaughter. Our granddaughter will most likely read it to our great granddaughter, unless by some quirk of fate, she has a son.

Written in 1963, this classic children’s story stands the test of time. Max is a young boy who is sent to his room without supper. He uses his imagination to create a magical land filled with wild things. Will Max stay in the land of the wild things?The audiobook on this is very entertaining, and it was available with my Scribd subscription. This book far surpasses The Giving Tree because Max easily establishes healthy boundaries. My favorite page from the book, “But the wild things cried, “Oh p...

‘‘and now,’ max cried, ‘let the wild rumpus start!’’ i babysat the other night and, i swear, i read this book at least 30 times within a 4 hour time span (kids, eh?). i never read this story as a child and i cant help but feel like i missed out on something special.but luckily, this is one of those timeless classics that still has something for everyone, no matter the age.this story is for everyone who yearns for wild adventure, for the lovers and attendees of every wild rumpus, for each pers...

My copy of this book is over fifty years old. It was read to me when I was tiny and I read it to my children when they were small.When we lived in the States I discovered the play figures in a bargain bin in a toy store and bought them for my kids too. This guy was always my favourite! He looks as if he's up to no good.There are several key elements to the book's power.1. The artwork is special.2. It shows, graphically the power of imagination.That very night in Max's room a forest grew and grew...

I didn't realize this was The Odyssey for so long. It seems so obvious now! It's the Cyclops part. Polyphemus.Which makes Max's mom a stand-in for Penelope, keeping his dinner hot for him as he sails "in and out of weeks and almost over a year," and that's a little weird but there's always something a little weird about Maurice Sendak, isn't there? Have you read In the Night Kitchen? It's fuckin' weird, man. None of this knocks Where the Wild Things Are any lower on the list of Great Children's ...

FINISCE SEMPRE COSÌIl film omonimo diretto da Spike Jonze, 2009.Sì, per fortuna finisce sempre così. E meno male che c'è qualcuno che ce lo ricorda, aiutandosi con splendidi disegni come fa Maurice Sendak.Questo libro è ormai un classico, non solo perché ha cinquanta e passa anni di vita, ma per il suo successo e la sua diffusione (videogiochi, composizioni musicali, teatro, cinema).Ancora il film diretto da Spike Jonze.Da piccoli la paura è un sentimento utile, perfino salvifico.È crescendo che...

It is often difficult to review a book that was and still is one of my favorite all-time picture books. I adore everything about Maurice Sendak's Where the Wild Things Are, from the brilliant text to the expressive accompanying illustrations. And I also with all my heart appreciate the message the author promotes here, a message of unconditional love, a message that even if one misbehaves, there will be supper waiting on the table (Max does get sent to his room, but no matter how much he has mis...

"Mom. Mom. Mo-om. Mom. MOM!"My mom whips around. "WHAT??!""CanIgetabook?""What?""Can... I... get... a... book...?""How much is it?""$8.50.""What is it?"I brandish a copy of Where The Wild Things Are from behind my back."Don't you already have that?""Nuh-uh.""Aren't you a little... old for a book like that?"I pout. "But Mo-om...""Okay," she sighs. "Put it in the cart."--ten minutes later--My mom leaves the car to go put the cart back.I look around suspiciously, making sure the coast is clear.I le...

I have no doubt that this book damaged me, psychologically, as a small child. It is one of the earliest books I vividly remember reading aloud to myself, and I remember the first time my mother read it to me before she put me to bed. Here's the gist of the plot: A little boy named Max dresses up in a wolf costume, plays with a hammer, chases his dog with a fork, then threatens to cannibalize his mother. His mother, a master of irony, then puts him to bed with no dinner. Already, this story shoul...

This book is crap, and let me tell you why. The kid is a jerk and is sent to his room without supper. He proceeds to go to some magical place where these monsters live and he bosses them around and is mean to them. Then he gets back home...having not learned that being a mean jerk is wrong...and there on his table in his room is dinner...and it's still warm. What's the lesson here exactly?
Hate the book.