i stand corrected

A few weeks ago, I posted a diatribe about hipster directors co-opting children's books and turning them into self-conscious indie films, decidedly NON-kid kid films, but kid films that adult hipster parents could love.

Of course, I never claim to know what I'm talking about so I'd written the post not having actually seen the two films I was bemoaning: Where The Wild Things Are and Fantastic Mr. Fox. Nor had my five-year-old daughter seen them.

Well, now Willa has seen both of them and I've...