1939 Directed by Victor Fleming
Young Dorothy finds herself in a magical world where she makes friends with a lion, a scarecrow and a tin man as they make their way along the yellow brick road to talk with the Wizard and ask for the things they miss most in their lives. The Wicked Witch of the West is the only thing that could stop them.
Vrajitorul din Oz, Der Hexer von Oz, Das zauberhafte Land
my gal pals and i were absolutely hooting and hollering whenever the hot scarecrow came onscreen to do a silly dance and fall down. we decided scarecrow is a lanky, sensitive, DIY boy who stands in front of you at your roommate’s friend’s house show and at first you’re annoyed but then he notices he’s blocking your view and he apologizes soooo much, maybe even too much, and after the show you joke around with him and laugh when he trips over his own dirty converse laces, and suddenly it’s 2 am and you’re heading home and you think you’re gonna miss him most of all
Yeah it was good but it's no Phineas and Ferb Season 2 Episode 56 "Wizard of Odd"
Absolute masterpiece. Way funnier than I remember, way cooler from a production standpoint, and way more beautiful. It's the Wizard of fucking Oz! What could I possibly say about this? Shit's great.
The story of an evil young child who goes on a fanatic witch hunt recruiting evil mutant minions in her wake.
a kansas horse girl unlearns her homophobia with the help of three gay cosplayers as she goes on a killing spree to stop ann coulter from kidnapping her dog
(this movie tenderized me and im in love with life again)
So staggering in its effortless magic and in its mind-boggling creation of worlds, characters, places, and discoveries that it almost makes me cry from beginning to end just because of how perfect it is. The Wizard of Oz is quite possibly the pinnacle of cinema, as it lifts our dreams, our fears, our longing, and our connection to a projected image to a height of heavenly nirvana. No matter where you watch it, you can feel the beauty and the truth radiating from the screen. Honestly, there's really no excuse to dislike this movie, mainly because it has everything you could want in a piece of cinema; an engaging story, likable characters, flawless direction, vivid and luscious colors, scrumptious costume design, untouchable pacing, emotional revelations, amazing set design, impeccable atmosphere, trees who throw apples, talking scarecrows and lions and tinmen, creepy castles, poison, and evil flying monkeys.
EVIL FLYING MONKEYS.
Whatever your argument is, It's invalid.
“ok so i like the wizard of oz but beebaw (grandpa) said that when i watched it at night time he said that i didn’t pay attention but they were walking through the woods singing “let’s go see the wizard of oz” with the tin man and the scarecrow to go see the wizard of oz, then she gets the RUBY shoes and my favorite character is the girl who got stuck in the tornado BUT we’re at the drive-in about to watch twister and it’s raining so we’re gonna watch twister in an actual twister but not really it’s just windy and raining a lot”
Toto gives an Oscar-worthy performance. ‘Over the Rainbow’ is sung. There’s an impressive twister scene. The shift to technicolor is magical. A true classic.
So I watched The Wizard of Oz, a time-cherished, beloved classic. I don’t usually write about works of this nature for a few reasons. Mainly, I’m not intelligent enough to add anything to what has already been said. Also, I’ve seen this too many times. All my best thoughts have already been washed down the drain like so many childhood memories. The magic is still there but it is impossible to retrace the wonder one might see as something like this in one’s youth. Lastly, the rumors and pop-mythology surrounding this masterpiece are endless, so it’s hard to see it with virgin eyes after so long. One thing is for sure. Having seen several thousand films from all over the…
Do you ever wish you could forget one of your favourite films, just so you could experience it again for the very first time?
I have.
The two options are probably extremely dangerous brain surgery or numerous rounds of expensive hypnotherapy.
I've decided having children is the marginally less dangerous but ridiculously more expensive way of achieving this.
I've just watched The Wizard of Oz with my daughter on my lap. I experienced her every laugh at something funny, her every squirm when the witch got scary. The film I've seen countless times felt inescapably new again.
Before we started the film I explained that it would be in black and white because it was very old.
"Yes, even older…
