You know, I was fine when I heard that Being John Malkovich director Spike Jonze was heading up the movie adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are. I was calm when they used an Arcade Fire song in the trailer. But the news that they've hired the wildly overrated Dave Eggers to write a novelization of the screenplay is straight-up depressing. (Also a little confusing. Shouldn't a novelization of a screenplay based on a book be, well, the original book?)

If this whole project gets any more hipster-twee they're just going to start showing it exclusively at Urban Outfitters.

[Via Cinematical]

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