Mama Goof is cleaning the house for Pesach, and while I have been offering to help clean for weeks she has not even acknowledged my offer. Normally, if I want to help, I just do the task. MamaGoof assumes I will do "it" wrong (and she's probably right.) But if I don't do it too wrong, than - as long as it is fait accompli - she tolerates it. But I am bound to do Pesach cleaning incorrectly. (Pesach is a Jewish holiday in which bread and a huge range of other foods are not consumed and the house must be cleaned thoroughly.) MamaGoof knows that if Pesach cleaning is left to me I will thoroughly scrub the house with a flour-based cleanser thus necessitating that we burn our house to the ground (or at least she re-wash everything thoroughly.)
So the best thing I could do was take the children out of the house and leave MamaGoof in peace to scrub to her hearts content.
So I took them to a movie. They unanimously agreed on Oz the Great and Powerful. When they don't agree on things, I can usually manage to get my way on these things. I was pushing for ZeroDarkThirty. With its theme of the triumph of good over evil, plus a healthy dose of waterboarding I thought it was the perfect family movie (although GoofGirl might have gotten ideas.) But the little Goofs were a solid majority voting block, so we were off to see the wizard...
It is visually incredible (especially in 3D) and very long (130 minutes.) It isn't fair to call it spectacularly boring, but it is accurate to call it boringly spectacular.
There are some neat moments and, while I had my problems the kids loved it, and that's what's important.
But from my perspective, before we get to the odd and/or predictable plot points and constraints needed to make the story work, were my problems with the witches. There were three (just like in MacBeth - but there the similarities end.) They really annoyed me. Rachel Weisz was ok. Mila Kunis (who I generally like and enjoy seeing on the big or small screen) was unbearable. Her tone, her words, just did not work for me. Then Michelle Williams, who is also a fine actress, was yet another witch. This might not have been her, but the dialogue she uttered was all wrong. At one point she began a sentence by saying, "For the record..."
Young urban professionals in contemporary rom-coms might say this.
But do magical beings in fantasy worlds say "For the record"? Especially when that fantasy world links to Kansas circa 1905?
That one sticks in my mind, but there were plenty of other anachronistic big-city screen-writer bits like that.
Also, when people were evil - they were ugly - always a good message.
Finally, there was an odd constraint in which the people of Oz - haha - could not kill. Now where did that come from? This forced a dramatic confrontation of illusion and fireworks. (I mean, if you can make gunpowder for fireworks, you might have some other "kinetic" options.)
On the other hand, it was kind of fun and it amused the little Goofs. What more can I really ask for?