Repetitious as a rosary, witless, and devoid of story, this movie is another whiff at an attempt to turn a teeny kids book into an epic.
Let's see - Wild Things.. Cat in the Hat.. The Grinch... isn't it time we admit that you can't take 23 pages and stretch it into 2 hours? The wild things had me gnashing my terrible teeth, and snoring my terrible snores, and praying my desperate prayers that my kids didn't lash out wildly with boredom.
The only things that saves the movie is the Muppetized Wild Things themselves. Kids like staring at them the same way they like watching clothes tumble in the laundromat. Wild Things was a proverbial load and like the clothes in the laundromat, it seemed to take forever to finish.