Let the Wild Rumpus Begin

My excitement to see this movie borders on cliche: like a kid watching the clock tick down the last seconds until summer vacation, or trying to fall asleep on Christmas Eve, or approaching the gates of Disneyland. All readily accurate cliches. Due to a weekend of various birthday celebrations, I won’t get to see it until Sunday at the earliest. I think I might catch a matinee alone. That sounds kind of sad, eh? I like to see movies alone, especially movies where I really want to lose myself in the experience. This seems like just that kind of flick. It’s being hailed as Spike Jonze’s masterpiece, which can only be a good thing.

Also, this is probably the cutest behind-the-scenes picture I have ever seen (director, Spike Jonze, and star, Max Records):