Hollywood, having apparently exhausted the last vestiges of its creative talents, has entered into our new what’s old is young again and grittier age of films. Hence we have The Wizard of Ox 2 with a new, feminist version of our heroine, Dorothy.
Flying Monkeys My Ass! That Witch Is Dead!
Oh yeah. This Dorothy is from a whole different Kansas and she’s come to Oz to kick ass with her little red shoes (Ox Blood Doc Martins) – and her little dog has too.
The Emerald City will never be the same again.