
Everyone knows movie people love self-congratulatory circle jerks, but they’ve got nothing on the people who market them. Remember The Dark Knight? Its success had nothing to do with it being a good movie, it was all because of the “rich transmedia experience” designed by the marketing visionaries at 42 Entertainment. And according to this new LA Times article, Where the Wild Things Are‘s success? You guessed it, all because of marketing.
If they gave out Oscars for marketing campaigns, you could pretty much hand out the trophy right now to Warner Bros. marketing chief Sue Kroll, who almost single-handedly managed to find an audience [this may be one of the stupidest phrases I have ever read -Ed.] for “Where the Wild Things Are,” the new family movie that turned out not to really be a family movie at all.

You “found an audience” for a movie that defies genre? Oh my God, let’s rename the sun in your honor!
According to Hollywood conventional wisdom, “Where the Wild Things Are” looked like a disaster in the making. Over budget and beset by endless delays, the movie kept being pushed back on the Warners schedule, picking up a nasty case of bad buzz after word leaked out that children had fled an early test screening in tears, put off by the dark tone of the film.
Hollywood conventional wisdom is the thing that gave us The Rock as the Tooth Fairy, remember? And I don’t know who you hang with, but where I’m from, “makes children cry” is the highest compliment you can give something.
Even as the film made its debut over the weekend, rival marketers were skeptical of its chances, saying, with plenty of justification, that “Wild Things” was a tweener — not conventional enough to be a mass-appeal family film, but too associated with the soft blanket of childhood to appeal to Jonze’s natural audience of twenty- and thirtysomething bohos, hipsters and cultural mavericks.
Help! This article is touching me in the swimsuit area!
But amazingly, Kroll managed to thread the needle, attracting a sizable amount of both audiences, who were prodded into the theaters by the studio’s emotion-laden marketing materials and a raft of glowing reviews [not to mention Huck Finn and Jim -Ed.]. What impressed me the most is that Kroll was a realist, but one who was willing to think outside the typical marketing box — coolly assessing the film’s strengths and doing her best to amplify them.
Oh my God, how did people know what products to buy before they had marketing people to tell them what kind of person they were? That must’ve been like living in a dark cave full of sharks!
A pop music connoisseur and longtime music-video director, Jonze had brought the studio a CD full of music he thought captured “Wild Things’ ” sensibility. The Warners marketing staff fell in love with “Wake Up,” a song by Arcade Fire. A friend of the band, Jonze helped persuade the group to allow the studio to use the song in its advertising. The new trailer spared us any of the film’s nattering dialogue, simply melding Jonze’s striking visual images to the song’s uplifting melodies.
The trailer was a Web sensation, being passed virally around from one Arcade Fire fan to another. Warners also signaled its intent to go after a more diverse audience by putting the trailer up in front of a wide range of films, including “Land of the Lost,” “Public Enemies” and “I Love You, Beth Cooper.” The Arcade Fire trailer turned the film’s image around, wiping away all the negative vibes with its vivid emotional appeal.
They used the song Spike Jonze told them to use in their marketing, because Spike Jonze convinced the band to let them? Brilliant! What mavericks! Also: Land of the Lost? I Love You, Beth Cooper? NO ONE SAW THOSE F-CKING MOVIES! Anyway, well done, marketing department. The world would surely cease to turn without you.



If Hollywood ad execs ran the rest of the advertising world, Masterlock’s spokesman would be a scary-looking black dude.
*wheels Intergalactic Dodge Caravan into this thread after making a totally boss entrance on the previous*
Guy’cha, you forshak-hut dwelling yIntaghs will never guess who He has forcefully restrained in the aft cargo bay…let’s just say one rhymes with “booster” and is a big cock, and the other writes baktag blogs for the LA Times!
DID SOMEONE SAY BIG COCK??????
the new family movie that turned out not to really be a family movie at all.
Of course, that has nothing to do with the fact that the marketing for the movie might have led people to believe that it was a family movie in the first place, does it?
This woman has reinvented the wheel. Brace yourself for the Men Without Hats video with the dwarf selling the next Cruise debacle.
If Hollywood ad execs hired a celebrity spokesman to speak about the greatness of the Jewish culture, they’d hire Mel Gibson.
I think the ad campaign should have featured the wild things breakdancing to Fatboy Slim.
Making children cry is as easy as taking candy from a baby.
*grabs Tootsie Pop from baby, licks 3 times, bites*
What a load of shit. People saw the movie because they grew up loving the book. And most of the glowing reviews I read were of the film, not the trailer, and had nothing to do with the marketing.
People like this are so quick to take credit when a product succeeds, but if the film opened at $3M instead of $30M, they would have thrown Jonze under the bus so fast you’d think Sandra Bullock was driving it.
Arcade Fire? Thats how my friend Chip died in ’88. Fucking Galaga.
There is nothing I can say that trumps what Bill Hicks said years ago, “If anyone here is in marketing or advertising, kill yourselves.”
By the way, if anyone here is in advertising or marketing, kill yourself. Thank you, thank you. Just a little thought. I’m just trying to plant seeds. Maybe one day they’ll take root. I don’t know.
If you know the source, I love you.
Fuck you DG. And fuck me for not refreshing.
I would argue that it is undeniably a kids movie. Most kids just can’t identify with it because they are too accustomed to being pandered to. My kids liked it, and I have a 5, 11, and 14 yr old. But then again, they aren’t idiots. That, and they agree with whatever I say or I’ll put my foot in their ass.
Is it Bill Hicks, Erswi?
I see we went to the same school of parenting.
DeFrank’s kids agree with whatever I say or I’ll put something else up their ass.
I am not entirely sure how this movie opened at 30 million and I bet they aren’t either. Magical pixie action or human sacrifice wouldn’t surprise me.
(hide the body vince)
Yes, The ol’ school of Hard Knocks Upside Your Head If You Be Retarded.
It is, CB. And now I can’t be sure if I ♥ you or not since Danger boy stole my thunder =[
@Jack – You break it, you buy it.
DeFrank, it’s not a kids movie. Kids movies nowadays aren’t made for kids, they’re made so that parents can shut the annoying little fuckers up long enough so that they can think about how much happier their lives were before they had to be responsible for another human being. They should be called parents movies because that’s what they’re supposed to do, parent for you.
I grew up on Sendak, Silverstein, and Calvin & Hobbes and as a result, I was a pain in the ass kid. My parents never shied away from the work it took to set my ass straight. Just look at me now, I’m successfully shirking work to make dick jokes on a movie blog to this day. If that’s not a success story, I don’t know what is.
By the way, DeFranks’s three kids share one collective ass.
How weird is that?
vince are you gonna review this movie or what?
I was planning on it, but I set my alarm for 7:30 this morning and woke up at 9:30. Carbon monoxide leak, maybe? Anyway, hoping to get to it at some point.
@ Erswi
“Fuck you DG.”
Much like the cheap prostitutes I frequent, Erswi promised me love but just ended up fucking me. *sigh*
I knew it, Erswi, and curiously also missed DG’s post until you noticed it, even though it’s right above yours. Does he have a cloaking device?
I accidentally walked into the women’s bathroom at the WB marketing “Pat Ourselves On The Back” party. Sue Kroll was starring into a mirror and said “I want to eat you up I love you so.” I then backed out quietly………and then I opened the door again and turned off the lights and ran for it.
I’m sure it was ‘wicked hard’ to lure all those 18-24s who remember that book from childhood to come see a movie adaptation by an established director and semi-popular (?) author (?).
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