Where The Wild Things Are.

The credits of this movie mentions the usual "all events and characters in this film are fictitious".
that made me chuckle actually, because I would think that everyone would have a connection to this. Everyone that has been 8 once...

It's a trip into a child's mind. Not an ADD child, just a normal one.

It's amazing how Jonze has managed to capture those perfect moments, all in nuances. It does remind me of movies like Lost In Translation that just seem to transmit sensations directly to your brain. Emotions are carried straight from the images.
A snowball fight. Running around in the woods. Cuddling in a "pile". Playing war. And going back to mum...
By extension, it's as much about being a kid than having a kid as well.

It's a movie that has its own mood, swinging from intense joy and jubilation to intense sadness or fear in moments. How play can (and often do) end up in tears.
It's wild, true, poetic, beautiful.

It's also got its own look, completely original and I would think it will stay unique. From a technical point of vue, the Wild Things are quite a marvel to look at. Half costume - half CGI (the faces), however you can't see the seams at all. They're incredibly expressive and as a consequence, they just exist on screen.
They're alive.

Definitely one of the most important movies I've seen this year. As vital for people who might have buried their inner child as those who nurture it, as it just let's it out.

2009 is almost over, still it's not giving up... What a year.
Avatar is the next one up. To finish with a bang.