"I just wanted to give those animals some antidepressants."

That's what Chris (my son) texted me after he saw "Where the Wild Things Are," which he did not like.

"Can I blog your quote?"

"Sure."

"Anything more I can add?"

"The movie had the worst ponderous quality you could imagine in an adult art movie with the inaneness of a children's tv show. I can't imagine any child enjoying it. It also had a loud, abrasive element when Max was playing with the wild things that really came across as being a vision of childhood from someone who hates children but remembers being depressed as a child and therefore feels a vague connection to depressed children."

And that last part is definitely the longest text mesage I've ever received.