Nathan, Marianna and I just finished watching The Wizard of Oz—and for two of the three of us, it was a first time viewing. Somehow Nathan managed to make it to twenty-eight without ever seeing the iconic film. Crazy, huh? He told me that he knows all of these quotes from the movie, but he has not specific context for them. Such a strange concept for me (and most Americans for that matter). After all, I can't remember a time when I hadn't seen the movie. It's just one of those that you grow up watching, never knowing when that first time was because it's always been there.
I was not even aware of the gap in my husband's knowledge of critical cultural folklore until we started talking about our trip to see Wicked tomorrow. Once he let the cat out of the bag, we knew there was only one way to remedy the problem, and Nathan was on the phone calling video stores until he found a copy.
So now we are off to Wicked, both appropriately aware of the story line, and in great anticipation of seeing the much raved about musical. I am intentionally ignorant of almost everything about the plot, so I can't wait to sit down tomorrow night and take it all in, with not even a hint of what will happen. I'm thinking it will be a pretty terrific way to start off the holiday weekend with a bang!