Both of my children, and both at age 3, were obsessed with the movie " The Wizard of Oz." The gift that Briton was given on the day he became a big brother, was a set of Wizard of Oz figures. (He took Scarecrow with him to greet Hannah.) Hannah dressed as Dorothy for Halloween over and over. Our VHS tape of the film must have been made of super-strong stuff; it never wore out despite years and years of being played.
I saw that it was playing as a "Flashback" feature here, and that became my Mother's Day request: for Briton and me to go see it together.
We did last night, and it was terrific. Both of us know the movie by heart still, so there were no surprises, but neither of us had ever seen it on anything but a TV screen. If you ever get a chance to see it on a theater screen, I cannot over-recommend it.
As long as I've been blogging, I've surely talked about how cringey I get over the Munchkins. That carried over into the theater. The tornado sequence is still one of the most intense movie moments ever for me. Briton still loves Scarecrow. I'd never noticed the horses in Oz have golden hooves.
It was a special night.
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But have you ever watched it while playing "Dark Side of the Moon"?
My HS theatre troupe did this as a little play we took around to the elementary schools and I wrote the script almost word by word from memory.
I was Glinda, by the way.
That movie still scares the heck out of me. My grandmother took me to see it in the theater and it gave me nightmares. Those flying monkeys are too much and that tornado...still gives me nightmares.
My weird but true story of the day: My neighbor’s mom was an actor that played one of the Munchkins in the WoOz.
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