Since it first appeared in 1900, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz has brought joy to generations. In it, a girl’s dream world comes to life as the cyclone lifts Dorothy from Kansas, depositing her in the enchanted land of the Munchkins. H ere she meets the famous Oz characters: the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodsman, the Cowardly Lion, and the Wicked Witch of the West. Her adventures along the Yellow Brick Road to the Emerald City and the Wizard himself evoke the rich, universal appeal of a classic fairy tale.
I grew up with the Judy Garland Wonderful Wizard of Oz film, and in fifth grade, The Emerald City of Oz was one of my favorite books, but yet, I had had never read the original, the one that started it all, until now. And I found it delightful.
It reads very much like a fairytale, as it was intended. The only reason I give it four stars is that, ashamedly, I think that for the most part, the MGM version has improved upon it. Dorothy and her friends do an awful lot of travelling, which is detailed by interactions with strange and wonderful creatures who, mostly, do not help her along her way at all.
As all books-gone-movie, there are the little gems in the book that people don’t know about, and for me, these were things like the Tim Woodman’s story, the Golden Cap, and the special glasses all entrants into the Emerald City must wear. While Oz is not intended for adults, it should be read to children – America’s own fairytale, and is certainly to set the imagination spinning.