Lord, help me if they do. I won't be watching the Wizard of Oz with my daughters anytime soon. My yearly holiday watch was ruined last night. Now my daughters know this is my favorite movie. Last night they couldn't help, but see the cracks in the story. They enjoyed pointing out the flaws to me. Some of their points were valid and I couldn't stop laughing.
My teen says Dorothy screams too much and too whiny. She's right, but I pointed out that if two monkeys chased them through the witch's Haunted Forest and they were picked up by flying monkeys they'd scream, too. Can you imagine being held up in the air by two animals that could drop you at anytime?
My tween added that Dorothy could have used her brain and turned over the hourglass and the witch wouldn't have known what time to come back and get her. And she couldn't understand why the manly, mean guards at the witch's castle wear long skirts? I just laughed and shook my head. After that comment, I knew the discussion was going down hill.
Over the years, they have figured out who played what characters, lines that were delivered in one world correlated with an event that happened in another world by giving hints. My daughters blame Toto "having to chase that stupid cat" for Dorothy missing her balloon ride home. I could go on.
I just remember the first time they saw the movie and their little faces. They both closed their eyes when they saw the flying monkeys, the witch's castle and when the witch threatened to drown Toto. They laughed when the Scarecrow tricked the trees into throwing their "apples" at them. And couldn't believe that A big cowardly lion could cry because it was slapped on the nose in the Land Of Oz.
All I know is that this story by Frank L. Baum still captures my imagination and heart. Even though Dorothy makes a new family in the Land Of Oz all she wants is to go hone to her own family. I have to see this movie every year. It's one of three stories I have to hear every year. The beauty of this film is it reminds me how much
simpler life was and that you can still be a kid at any age. I'm sure my daughters will see that when they become mommies. Dorothy was right about one thing though: there is no place like home especially during the holidays.
Posted By: Marsha Jones
Sunday, December 19th 2010 at 3:51PM
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