I saw Where The Wild Things Are over the weekend.
Severe disappointment.
People have been telling me for years about it. Some have even questioned my sexuality because I had not seen it. So I decided to go on opening weekend to prove those guys wrong. And peep me some boobies.
Not only did I not see Neve Campbell and Denise Richards once in the whole movie but there was also never any lesbian, fuck-in-the-pool scene. Just some furry monsters and a weird little boy. It felt like a NAMBLA convention.
I wanted to walk out but I thought the bitches-in-heat moment might come after the credits like Sam Jackson in Iron Man so I stayed for the entire thing. Big mistake.
Oh, and for those into that kind of thing, just for the record, there is no Kevin Bacon junk in this movie either.
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