Bri is blogging about a book unit she's doing, using The Wizard of Oz as an example of books made into movies (we know how I feel about that, don't we?).
It got me remembering the first time I really saw that movie. We were living in Ohio, and my father and I were making our first color tv (Heathkit - and I learned to solder). Anyway, there was this rush on because The Wizard was going to be on tv that night, in what was one of its first color broadcasts. So I was supposed to be really excited.
The tv finished and on, I sat down. The peacock came out and spread its grey-tone tale. Yawn. The opening credits. Yawn. Yeah, yeah over the grey rainbow. Then the tornado and that scene with the door opening into Oz. Blew.Me.Away. Totally. For the first time in my life I was scared of the witch. It was simply amazing. I'd never seen anything like it, yet all to quickly the "magic" of color tv faded for me.
But that first view? Priceless.