The first time I saw Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz was in the 1940s. I was excited about its being in color (something special in those days) and was very disappointed when it began in sepia. Then - what a magical moment it was - Dorothy opened a door and found herself in the full-color land of Oz.
The transition has been made even better in the newly published digital transfer made from restored film and available on DVD in a three-disc collector's edition. (If you have broadband Internet access, click here for the Warner Brothers site.) It is a feast for the eyes. The scenes in Kansas are in rich sepia and the Technicolor© is vibrant without being over saturated. None of which makes me like the movie's ending any better. I believed that there really was an Oz and the idea that Dorothy's adventure was only a dream diminished the magic for me. Well, maybe not entirely. Sometimes, even today, part of me believes that there is a somewhere over the rainbow.
Speaking of Oz, we recently saw Wicked on Broadway. What a fabulous extravaganza of song, dance and special effects it was, all enacted on an amazing set. Based on a book of the same name, the musical is the backstory of the Wicked Witch of the West and Glinda the Good Witch. The tale has a decidedly modern, tongue-in-cheek twist. Think Glinda as Valley Girl and the Wicked Witch as a misunderstood do-gooder demonized by those in power. As Kermit the frog sang: It isn't easy to bein' green.