Max is a lonely child. Seemingly without friends, a sister largest that pays little attention and a divorced mother who, between the responsibility of maintaining the family and the desire to understand (by an adult) to piece together a life with another man, can to devote a little time (even if the quality ) to his son.
One evening, exasperated by the lack of attention dedicated to him by his mother, runs away from home after an argument which culminated in an explosion anger and frustration reaches a running river, rises up and begins to sail a boat, finally reaching a land populated by strange creatures who appointed him their king, whose task is to sweep away the sadness that haunts them.
Fantasy and imagination as the key to understanding whether and the world. But the fantasy land where Max arrives, alone, angry, scared, looking for a nest (will it be an accident that the homes of the creatures to remember their own nests?), Can not help but reflect and amplify these aspects of the tormented protagonist : the snowman-looking creatures hide sharp claws and fangs, I'm ready to devour the newly elected king (crown and scepter are retrieved from a pile of human bones), passes rapidly from euphoria to anger coarse violent ... each of the holiday companions of Max is a piece of him and his solitary play.
On the whole film rests therefore the sadness, the agony of some unresolved (growing up? The fear of abandonment?), You can not, you are afraid to address. The game does not taste the crature discharge of a search, but the crushing of an escape, at least until everything collapses and change, growth is inevitable.
The only flaw of the film is perhaps too long to remain in this state limbic problematic nature of `unresolved, without adding (or without able to add, in my opinion) other significant elements in the context of history, succeeding at times a bit 'boring, despite the powerful and evocative visual imagery that characterizes the entire film.
