On my return flight from Wisconsin, I watched OZ. What a disappointment! They’ve taken one of the very few stories we have that has a female heroine who is not on a quest for romance and turned it into a silly romantic story with a man at the centre. And not a very good story at that. All of the characters, even the secondary ones, are flat, one-dimensional, and uninteresting. A far cry from Dorothy, the Lion, the Scarecrow, the Tinman, and Toto!