I remember watching The Wizard of Oz as a kid. Even though I would later decide that monkeys are cool, I was scared of the flying monkeys in the movie. As a result of those particular creatures, I never watched The Wizard of Oz again.
Until adulthood.
At a cast party hosted by a student at the time, I sat in the living room with The Wizard of Oz on the TV. This was made somewhat ironic by the fact that also in the room was a young female student with her three male friends. It was like watching some sort of futuristic mirror image of Dorothy and her companions. I don’t think they realized the irony.
But then something amazing happened. Dorothy landed in Oz and suddenly the screen exploded in color. What had just happened? Was it colorized? I had had no idea that in the original film Kansas was in black-and-white and Oz was in color. I had only ever seen it that one time on a black-and-white set. This was a revelation!
Less of a revelation for me was doing the whole watching The Wizard of Oz while playing Pink Floyd‘s Dark Side of the Moon experiment—apparently called “The Dark Side of The Rainbow.” People have raved about how synchronized the two were. But I’m convinced that you have to be stoned for that to actually work because, about three minutes in, I just wasn’t seeing the synchronicity. And again, even though I’m a major progressive rock fan, I’ve never particularly been a fan of Pink Floyd, so that didn’t help. Oh well.
At some point, I might have to watch the movie again (without that accompanying soundtrack), just to get an adult perspective.
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