I don't want to be a spoiler on my first blog on this site but, I am sorry, I have never " got " The Wizard of Oz. Perhaps that makes me a really sad, unromantic person whose heart has calcified after a quarter of a century working in the salt mines of journalism. But even when I was a child I didn't get it ! here are two observations to perhaps explain why. I am not an American. In Britain, where I grew up, the Yellow Brick Road and Dorothy's magical world seemed, well, a long way away and essentially a product of American popular culture. I enjoyed plenty of other examples of that from Boots and Saddles ( a western set in the Civil War) to the usual fare of Disney and ( later) things like Rowan & Martin's Love-In. But the Wizard of Oz never found a place in my heart. The other reason for that - and I can already feel the storm of derision raining down on me - is that it always seemed to me, essentially, a Girl Thing. My childhood myths were all, inevitably, male oriented and involved typically male things like fighting, exploring, risking your life crossing raging rivers, being eaten by cannibals, driving cars too fast and generally pitting yourself against the forces of nature and human society. Dorothy and her cast of friends always seemed, well, a bit drippy. Many years later, during my second marriage - now defunct - my then American wife and my step-children would gather round the television at Christmas and watch the movie. They would all weep and sigh and get terribly sentimental while I would sit there thinking: I don't get it. I know this is going to profoundly upsetting to many people, but there we go. We can't all love the same things. Thank god !
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