When my Eldest son, Dexter, was 3 years old I purchased Maurice Sendak’s book, Where the Wild Things Are, and a stuffed “Carol” doll. That was 13 years ago and we loved the book so much that we basically read it till it fell apart and the only memory we still hold is Carol. So you can imagine that I was truly looking forward to this film and was none too surprised that Dexter also wanted to see it (he still secretly sleeps with Carol).
