Friday, October 16th, 2009
Maurice Sendak is a poopyhead
Or an ass. Take your pick.
Maurice Sendak is the author of Where the Wild Things Are, which as you know, is a movie in theatres right now. Some people say the film is too scary, like in this awesomely titled article: Where the wild things matured and children cry at theatre.
Now, I don’t begrudge the man giving his consent for his picture book for young children to be made into a movie primarily for nostalgic adults. But I do begrudge his knee-jerk response to parents who are saddened at yet another children’s movie not being appropriate for young children. Seriously, now that I have a movie night for my 5-year-old, we’re watching films that are often 30 to 40 years old.
Anyhow, Newsweek asked Sendak the following question:
“What do you say to parents who think the Wild Things film may be too scary?”
“I would tell them to go to hell. That’s a question I will not tolerate.”
“Because kids can handle it?”
“If they can’t handle it, go home. Or wet your pants. Do whatever you like. But it’s not a question that can be answered.”
Thanks Maurice, really. As a children’s book author, I can see you really care about kids.