Three badassed stills from the Wizard of Oz. Holy shnipes! Don't even trip. This movie's the bizzomb. Basically, it's the story of the American feminine (embodied by Dorothy) in search of a connection to the Real. She finds it in Ireland (a.k.a. the Emerald City), after an ordeal-filled trek across time and space with her friends, who each represent the pastoral ideal (scarecrow), the promise and menace of the automaton (the oil-hungry tin man), and the vexed animalistic masculine principle (a neurotic lion). She meets actual forces of destruction (the witch of the west) along the way, but bests them with a baptism. Basically, the Wizard of Oz is a chromed-out, simplified version of Ulysses. It's also the basis for a few other movies I love (Star Wars, fer shure, but also Wild At Heart and pretty much David Lynch's whole aesthetic).
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