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The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz s/c (Vol 1)

The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz s/c (Vol 1) back

L. Frank Baum, Eric Shanower & Skottie Young


Page 45 Review by Stephen

Whilst remembering A) that this is based on the original prose not the film and B) it has sold by the shedload in its two prior formats, this is what I knee-jerked some several years ago about its first chapter.

I don't know if this is new Oz material from Eric (AGE OF BRONZE) Shanower or some of his old work. Nor do I care because I hate The Wizard Of fucking Oz film with a passion. It's everything I loathe: twee morality, camp acting, gaudy colours, bloody fucking pigtails on prissy little girls, tiny little munchkin people (that might even be what they're called – how would I know? I've never been able to stomach more than seven-second snatches of it), and worst of all, songs!

Whoever first invented the musical should be disinterred, brought back to life, not healed in any goddamn way, shape or form and then subjected to an eternal loop of The Village People's videos at full blast for ever and ever or at least until America elects Sarah Palin and the whole world goes up in a ball of flames. A ball of pro-life flames, mind – no contradictions there.

However, Skottie Young makes this look better than it has any right to whilst still calling itself The Wizard Of Oz, so I could not possible scowl at you for ordering this. If, however, you do so whilst telling me how sorry you feel for Judy “tragic” Garland then I will lock you our cellar and let the snakes there have their say.*

*Emily was horrified last weekend to hear me tell Rob Sinfield's young son that if he touched the figures in our cabinet one more time then a trap door would open and he'd fall into our pit of snakes. On reflection – you know, when the tears started streaming down the poor kid's face – it was a mite harsh, but I tell you: those tiny little hands never so much as wandered in the vicinity of that cabinet again.