i liked where the wild things are plenty, the only thing i'm critical of is that it doesn't trust its audience enough and so has to keep giving undue attention to its own analogies and drilling home its intended emotional angle. as i said on criticker it's a visual, emotional and thematic feast only sentimental in a snatched way that feels exhilaratingly, dangerously temporary. that farewell scene is chilling in a way i wasn't really expecting, the father forever leaving behind his doomed trainwreck offspring in order to reconcile with his own mother before it's too late - sticky stuff for a movie like this. the overall tone is a bittersweet mingling of creative and destructive forces which achingly articulates the naked horrors of existence and the process of coming to terms with those horrors.