I vehemently advise against buying this book. It is a shocking, blatant plagiary of Maurice Sendak's beautiful book, "Where the Wild Things Are" (which I would strongly recommend instead). Of course, like most imitations, it is a pathetic shadow of the original. The author tried to spice it up by putting literary quotes on each page (the kind that make you go, "ooo, that's deep..."), which only gives it a blasé, post-modern touch. Perfect for the Gauloise-smoking, "it's all been said before", nihilistic toddler.
In short: don't buy it for your kids. The pictures are scary, dark and ugly, total nightmare material. The story is vague and told from a smug, apologetic adult perspective, and the (boring) narrative is continuously interrupted by even more boring quotes (probably picked up in a evening's worth of Googling). I wouldn't recommend it for adults either, but then you might happen to know someone just as obtuse and irritating.
I'm a busy mom of three, and I never bother writing reviews like this, but this book was so disgusting, I felt I had a duty to warn people.