The Wizard of Oz (1939)

You all know this story.

A girl, Dorothy, who lives in a toolshed with her rough and hard working farm-dog wishes to chase her dreams. Weather gets in the way of her efforts so Dorothy kills some lady for her shoes. Presumably the new shoes are dry. After the Oompa Loompas lament their lack of a public transit system, and voice their disgust for transients, Dorothy is guided out of town by the sheriff. What the sheriff does not know is that this insult has angered Dorothy. Still haunted by Da Nang, Dorothy joins forces with a rag tag team of organ thieves. This task force knocks out some winged monkeys (after eying them up and down to ensure the winged beasts are the right size) and steal their concierge outfits. Disguised as deviant monkey porters they sneak into a cottage where they water-board a notorious land baroness, steal her ride and trade it for a suitcase with unknown glowing contents.

The moral of Dorothy, First Blood is that dreams are silly, adventures make you homesick and that you should never leave your house to go anywhere.

 

This pre-war message of insecurity was delightful.

 

So,

Did I like The Wizard of Oz?                                       Yes

Would I watch it again?                                              Yes, but I’ll need to get it on demand, because I’m never leaving my house again. Flying Monkeys be everywhere.

Would I recommend it to others?                            Yes.