The Wizard of Oz
I don't particularly like The Wizard of Oz. Sorry Dorothy. I watched the movie when I was younger, and it put me off from reading the series. I was afraid of the wizard at the end, even if he was the good wizard. The image of a big head speaking over me and the sinister laughs of Miss Gulch and the witch, continue to haunt my dreams. I didn't fear the twister as much, I actually thought that was the best part of the entire film since I always wanted to know what it was like to be in a twister. But of course the entire story is dramatized and completely unreal. I'm sure this didn't amuse me as a child, I preferred to imagine things on my own accord. Over-dramatization such as that in theater was never an interest of mine. Even after reading The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum, I didn't like the story. It's over hyped.
So there's a lot of symbolism like the magic ruby slippers, following the yellow brick road, going somewhere over the rainbow, and great life lessons such as never forgetting where you came from. 'There's no place like home', well, as long as you know where home is. It's inevitable to know some facts from The Wizard of Oz if you've grown up in the U.S. It's so engraved into our culture. I remember my mother being thrilled to watch the film any time it aired since it was popular in her lifetime. I recall her telling me how it was in black and white when she first saw it. Not that it makes much of a difference in my mind. Kansas seems just as desolate wether or not it's in black and white. Yeah, I know I'm stubborn. Who wouldn't want to leave and go over the rainbow?
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