Like generations before them, children today are just as enraptured by tales of escaping to the wild, and books of the 'babes in the wood' style continue to hold a fascination for me. Lord of the Flies by William Golding, The Beach by Alex Garland, The Mosquito Coast by Paul Theroux are amongst my favorites of the genre. But it is 'Where the Wild Things Are' by Maurice Sendak, which I returned to time and time again as a child, and to Max escaping his bedroom rage to take a boat to an island where a Minator-esque figure awaits. Since its publication in the 1960s the book has forged its place in popular American culture, inspiring cartoons, a live action film and even an opera. Patrick Watson's ode to the book captures the escape across the sea, the mischievous 'Rumpus', but also the allure of wildspaces.
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