Several years ago, I vowed to myself no more devoting any more money or desk surface space to overpriced plastic things shaped like my favorite notable film/comic characters. I think it was a good move on my part. Besides saving money and cutting back on the sense of misery one gets after staring into the hollow eyes of a Madman action figure for a few hours, eliminating the merchandise clutter made me appear less juvenile, however briefly, to visiting girls potentially interested in kissing.
I still have not broken my self-imposed deal, but Medicom's Where the Wild Things Are Kubricks had me thinking about it for a minute today. Because these are pretty great.