This is one of those truly rare books that can be enjoyed equally by children and grown-ups. Max dons his wolf suit in pursuit of some mischief and gets sent to bed without supper. Amazingly, a forest grows in his room, allowing his wild rampage to take place. Sendak’s colorful illustrations (perhaps his finest) are beautiful, winning him a Caldecott Award for his work in this book. The wild things, with their mismatched parts and giant eyes, manage somehow to be scary-looking without ever really being scary. At times they are downright hilarious. This Sendak classic floats somewhere between the land of dreams and a child’s imagination.
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