In all honesty, as a kid I never found a whole lot in Victor Fleming's extravagant musical film adaptation of L. Frank Baum's classic novel The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz. In fact the greater portion of it bored me.
Having not seen it in nearly 30 years allowed me to see it in an entirely different light and find a awe-inspiring value in it I've never felt before. Largely differing from it's source material (including the silver slippers altered into the iconic ruby red we've all accepted as the norm), the film turns Dorothy into a helpless young lady rather than the tough little girl she was originally written as but once you get past that you're invited into a colorful, musical world that shines with enthusiastic wide-eyed wonder.
It's beautifully designed sets, memorable music, outstanding performances, exemplary costumes and wondrous imagination all make it a definitive staple in film history.
4 scary ass flying monkeys out of 5
