As I mentioned
yesterday, the subject of ‘favorites’ often overwhelms me, particularly when it
pertains to books or movies. I relate
so deeply and personally to creative works, such as books, movies, or music that
they become a part of me. It almost
feels like betraying a friend: choosing one to be elevated to the highest
pedestal while lording it over the rest.
Since others are often fascinated by my choice of favorites, I am
obligated to comply with social convention.
Last
night, I tried to break books down by genre to reach my overall favorite. I am not going to put any of us through that
today. Loyalty plays a big part in my
choice for favorite movie. Growing up,
my family didn’t have lots of money. I
was ten years old when we finally got cable.
With only a handful of local channels, believe me, I looked forward to
special feature movies. I remember
seeing The Wizard of Oz for the first time when I was about four years
old. I did not move from my seat for
the entire two hours, not even during commercials. These days, you can turn on TBS and watch The Wizard of Oz almost
every week but back then; I had to wait for almost a year to see it again. It became a ritual, every year around
Easter. I would plant myself in front
of the television to be submerged in a magical land of talking creatures,
wicked witches, and singing munchkins.
To this day, I will stop everything if it’s on…even though I own the
limited edition, 70th anniversary collector’s box set on
blu-ray. Any movie, that can captivate
a person for decades, deserves to be “the favorite”. A true classic is timeless and, without a doubt, The Wizard of
Oz is a classic. It has something
for everyone: fantasy, music, creepy flying monkeys, cursed shoes, opium fields
and the mythical horse of another color.
The opening dedication says it all; a movie for “the young, and the
young at heart”. Go ahead, pop in the
DVD and sleep well!
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