M, this is a brilliant example. Departure, trials, return. With magical helpers. And the component of dream. As J.C. so aptly suggested, dream, waking or otherwise, is the origin of myth. Hence the unsettling, otherwise shadowy aspect of Dorothy’s fraught, yet life-affirming endeavor. Nothing within her experience and for that matter within the film itself is quite right, is it? It’s quite a trippy movie. Our dreams being sometimes, when they are perhaps “big” dreams as Jung described them, so WYRD, if you know what I mean in the Germanic sense? And Dorothy’s “real” life exists within black & white and her dream-myth world in color. Otherwise, it’s too bad these days that the so-called woke and otherwise tediously hyper-gender-aware don’t realize myth has expressed four genders from perhaps its inception. And J.C. knew this. And addressed it. You know, for example, within Kudler’s great editing masterwork, Pathways to Bliss where Joe addresses the consternated female questioner feeling robbed, for whatever reason, of the hero experience. Mostly by way of the ceaseless misreading of the term “hero.” As if the term’s only definition is that of being “valiant.” No. Hero could just as easily, within J.C.’s work, refer to whomever is called. Anyway, well said, here’s to the WOO…!