When we last left NBC’s Emerald City, we were two hours into an often confusing, but gloriously shot and richly colored new look at Oz, that magical and weird place created by L. Frank Baum back in the early days of the 20th century.
How has the rest of the series gone?
I’d have to say, mixed.
MAJOR SPOILERS FOR ALL TEN EPISODES AHEAD
On the one hand, Emerald City seemed to want to engage in a genuine dialogue with the books, which presented a utopian fairyland ruled over by women, where no one ever ages or dies or, for that matter, apparently has sex, at least in the Baum books. It’s a concept that even the Oz characters sometimes struggled with, and which several different later authors have explored or critiqued in different ways. Emerald City, apparently doubtful of utopias, presents Oz and its neighbor, Ev, as countries created not through beneficial magic, focused on the common good, but countries under near constant threat of destruction, focused on a path of safety. It presents this as a conflict between the male Wizard, representing science, and the female Witches, representing magic, with some added tensions brought in by Dorothy, who both wields a gun (science) and, after acquiring the gloves of the Witch of the East, magic; Langwidere, a woman created and bound by science who plans to fight magic with guns; and Jane, a scientist trapped in a land of magic, who creates steampunk creatures that seem magical in her lab.
Oh, and Tip: born a girl, transformed (without her knowledge) into a boy by magic, transformed back into a girl when that magic is lost, transformed back into a boy once she gains magic by sipping the life force of a witch, transformed back into a girl, despite her desire to remain a boy, in order to convince the witches that she is truly Ozma, the child of Pastoria, and rightful heir to the throne of Oz—with a scene that shows us that when she looks at her reflection, she still sees a boy, not a girl.
Quite frankly, most of that made little sense in context within the show, since the show gave us no real reason why Tip had to become a girl again. After all, as a boy, Tip was able to do magic, and work the spell showing his memories of his parents’ assassination, from his viewpoint, to the witches, proving his identity. All he had to do was tell the truth: Hey, yes, I was born a girl, but Mombi transformed me into a boy and now I think of myself as a boy, so, you know, I’m going to stay a boy. He had plenty of witnesses—Jack, West, the various witches who watched him transform from boy to girl, the Cowardly Lion, and even—though I’d hesitate to pull either in as witnesses—Dorothy and the Scarecrow. Problem solved. Granted, it’s entirely possible that after the Wizard’s rule, Oz would prefer a woman as a ruler, but not everyone in Oz was against the Wizard’s rule, and quite a few feared witches. It’s possible that remaining a boy would be a better choice for this reason as well.
The clumsiness of this metaphor for a real life transgender situation was further muddled by the problem that this gender change was forced on Tip, not something independently developed or felt by Tip, and by Tip’s later willingness to engage in torture, or at least do nothing to stop it. The plot had its sympathetic moments, including a moment where Tip struggled to figure out which gendered stall to use, but these were overshadowed either by heavy handed “so my choices are to be a whore or a witch” moments, torture and the unanswered question of “Ok, but why DOES Tip have to stay a girl?”
Tip, however, was hardly the worst character on the show. That role belonged, hands down, to Dorothy, who started out stealing drugs from one of her patients, and continued by:
- Frequently leaving a traumatized little girl unsupervised and alone, a decision that led directly to the death of a king, increased tensions between Oz and Ev, and the death of several extras;
- Taking out that girl’s emotionally necessary earplugs without CHECKING WITH THE GIRL FIRST, despite knowing that doing so could and would endanger people around her (when scared, the girl had the ability to turn people to stone);
- Agreeing to use that little girl to help kill a woman she had never met, just so she could get home;
- Sleeping with a man suffering from severe amnesia. Dorothy, you’re a nurse. You didn’t once think this was a tad unethical? Oh, right. You’re a nurse who steals drugs from her patients. Moving on. (To be fair, I also had an identical UH WHAT reaction to a similar subplot in Wicked, since my inner nine year old still believes that Dorothy and the Scarecrow are JUST FRIENDS, thank you very much. Wicked, however, is not only operating in the confines of a Broadway show, but takes time to justify that narrative choice. Emerald City, not so much. But moving on.);
- Failing to tell said man about (a) her upcoming assassination plans or (b) her plan to dump him once said assassination was over;
- Trying to kill that man’s wife;
- Leaving Toto waiting outside Glinda’s palace for hours, if not days, without any food or water;
- LEAVING TOTO BEHIND IN THE HOUSE TO GET MURDERED BY THE SCARECROW like Toto, FIND ANOTHER HUMAN, STAT;
- Sending a stone giant stomping off to Ev, making bits and pieces of buildings fall down and crush and kill innocent people.
All this while changing character motives every five minutes. If Emerald City had been trying to make me Team Glinda, they could not have done a better job.
Other characters did not fare much better. Two remained compelling to watch throughout the show—the drug-addled, depressed, guilt ridden West, and always masked, always puzzling out social relationships Langwidere. West’s slow journey towards restoring justice to Oz remained one of the best parts of the show, even when she was busily torturing people or falling into a drugged despair. (It helped that she got most of the show’s best lines.) And Langwidere’s plot, coupled with a tense, fraught, relationship with a boy she had purchased and owned and wanted to turn into more, resolved into one of the better plot reveals on the show, even with all of its deeply problematic elements.
And I continued to find Jack’s story of transformation both sympathetic and compelling. But in a show with eight regular cast members and about six frequently recurring characters, three watchable, compelling characters are just not enough.
The show also more than occasionally found itself sinking beneath its muddled, contradictory messages. To go back to Tip for a moment, for instance, the show spent significant time with a character assuring Tip that the gender transformation potion was unnatural and wrong and not something anyone would do, implying that magic itself was evil and wrong—before, just a few episodes later, insisting that it was vitally important for Tip to restore that unnatural and wrong magic to Oz—while staying with her original, natural gender. Subplots were raised and then completely forgotten about, or given a hasty, not completely believable resolution. For example, what looked like an interesting mystery, or at least an interesting something, regarding Dorothy’s little hand tattoo was later explained away by Jane saying, “Yes, I gave you that tattoo when you were a baby, and sang a song about it.” Er, Jane? At that moment, you were in Oz, miles away from a tattoo parlour, and in any case, why were you giving an INFANT a tattoo?
The show’s dialogue with the books proved muddled in various ways as well. Emerald City did seem to pull a few concepts—including the Wizard’s “No magic is allowed in Oz” directly from the books. (On a related note, I felt that Tip/Ozma’s frequent terrible decisions and uncertain rulership after Glinda’s arrival were pulled directly from the books as well, but that very well may have been just me.) A few scenes also directly referenced the original John O’Neill illustrations, in particular the transformation illustration from The Marvelous Land of Oz, reproduced with similar framing. I may have squealed out loud, whatever my problems with the scene itself.
And—assuming the credits weren’t lying on this point—how much does it delight me that the greatest threat to Oz remains the Nome King, and how much does it really delight me that the witches used a living tree to imprison the Nome King, in a nice callback to the way living eggs in the books could steal the immortality of the Nomes—killing them. A LOT, is what I’m saying, and had more of the show been like this, I would have been delighted.
But most of the time, the show seemed to want to do its own thing entirely, with the occasionally book references feeling random and haphazard. For instance, after carefully putting nice blue streaks on the faces of the Munchkins (Munchkin country = blue), filming the country of the East with yellow filters, and adding touches of red to the costume of Glinda, ruler of the Quadling country, Emerald City then added an offhanded mention that the characters were heading up north to the Gillikin country, which lacked a single touch of purple. The circus moments seemed to be the ideal place for introducing the Hungry Tiger, or the Patchwork Girl, or even that horrible clown, but the circus scenes came and went without a hint of any of this.
Sometimes having that book knowledge could even be misleading. For instance, for all of Jack’s early talk of love and kindness—signs pointing to his later role as the Tin Woodman—I initially assumed that he would turn out to be Jack Pumpkinhead, on the basis that (a) Jack first appeared at Mombi’s home (as did Jack Pumpkinhead in the books ), (b) he was Tip’s first friend (as was Jack Pumpkinhead in the books) and (c) his name was Jack, as was… I think you can see where I’m going there. As a result, I completely missed that his name was a reference not to the Jack Pumpkinhead of the books, but to Jack Haley, who played the Tin Man in the 1939 Wizard of Oz, which would have clued me into his real identity sooner.
That book knowledge—and a look at a few publicity photos—also led me to assume, only slightly incorrectly, that the show would be giving us a Cowardly Lion very soon. As it turned out, that character did appear in every episode, just, well, not as a lion, and not as anyone particularly cowardly until the end; the entire plot smacked of “Oh, right, we need to add the Cowardly Lion. Who is around a lot and hasn’t been identified with a book character yet? Right. You. Lion.” It was the clumsiest introduction of an Oz element in a series filled with some clumsy introductions of Oz elements.
For the most part, however, those clumsy introductions were confined to character, plot and dialogue. Visually, from beginning to end Emerald City looks amazing. Stunning shot follows stunning shot follows stunning shot, ending with a perfectly composed shot that would make a decent poster or painter. Even leaving the framing aside, this is the most color drenched version of Oz we’ve had since the 1939 film, far surpassing even the CGI laden Oz the Great and Powerful (2013) film that attempted to dazzle viewers with color, creating a television show that rivals pretty much anything out there. Sure, quite a lot of it also looks just like Barcelona, but still, I would not be at all surprised to see Emerald City pick up some nods in cinematography and art direction when Emmy season rolls around again. Had I been only watching this, instead of watching and hearing this, I undoubtedly would have left the series deeply impressed.
And I found myself cackling at the great moment when Dorothy heard the sounds of Pink Floyd as she entered the Wizard’s palace in Emerald City. And the various other sly not at all breaking copyright references to the 1939 film, including a small rainbow hanging in Dorothy’s window back in Kansas which Dorothy gazes over (GET IT, GET IT?), and opening and closing shots that evoked the earlier film. Or the great moment in the finale when the Flying Monkeys flew out to write OZMA in the air, apparently considerably more confident in Ozma’s ruling abilities than I was.
Still, I’m left with questions. Many questions. Such as:
- How is the Scarecrow even alive? Sure, in the books, no one in Oz can ever die, but in the show, everyone can die—and plenty of people did.
- Why, given their last encounter, are Dorothy and the Scarecrow even speaking to each other?
- Since Toto is also from Kansas, why didn’t Dorothy try to bring him back to Kansas with her?
- Why did Jane and Frank set up a transportation device that could only be operated by someone standing OUTSIDE of it, unable to travel along?
- Why didn’t the rest of the characters all band together to kill Dorothy?
And only a slight chance of getting any answers: the ratings for Emerald City make it highly unlikely that NBC will approve a second season, and few other networks have the pockets to pay for a production that looks this lavish and splendid. We’ll just have to hope that in another few years, someone else will take a look at Oz in all of its weirdness and fun, and try to create yet another version of this fairyland.
Mari Ness lives in central Florida.
I love Robin McKinley books. My favorite is the Blue Sword. I can’t remember if I’ve read the Outlaws of Sherwood or it could just be I don’t own this version. I’ll have to track it down. Given my name I’ve read or watch a lot of Robin Hood over the years. Robin McKinley does write great believable characters.
Aerin is the King’s only child but because of her questionable mother she is not his heir, her cousin is. She spends most of her childhood humiliated by her lack of magic and hiding from everybody. But after making one of those huge mistakes mentioned she adopts her father’s injured warhorse and is inspired with the ambition to become a dragon slayer – which is nowhere near as cool in Damar as it sounds. She starts using the main palace halls rather than creeping down back stairs to avoid meeting anybody, and going into town to buy things she needs for her experiments. And the people seeing her are reminded that her mother was a healer as well as a witch and the girl seems perfectly normal and charmingly unspoiled and she begins entirely unknowingly to gather supporters among the populace. Of course it all goes pear shaped but the real point is she starts taking control of her life and it improves.
A truism in writing any fiction but high fantasy is that the more bonkers it gets, the more grounded in the real world the story has to be. A reader will buy a demon in the pantry if that pantry is stocked with Pop Tarts and peanuts, and the main character has the munchies in the middle of the night. Real details makes the unreal more really and connects the reader to the character’s experience because they’ve gone looking for snacks in the dark.
The works of Tolkien are HIGH fantasy which has little to do with the real world. The authors you mention write LOW fantasy where the real world is the setting of the fantasy happenings. Do a search on Wikipedia which has a brief comparison of the two.
My favourite of all Robin McKinley’s novels is Sunshine.
I really do pretty much love all of them – she is so good at taking a Story you think you know and exerting a twist that turns it around and makes it come out the other side of the mirror.
My younger sister was given Outlaws of Sherwood when she was ten or so. She was tolerably familiar with the Robin of Sherwood legend because I was a huge Robin Hood fan – I’d read tons of retellings ancient and modern. But when she had finished reading Outlaws, she asked me “So is that how it really was? This is the real story?”
Like an asshole (well, like a very-well-read teenager talking down to my little sister, but I still feel bad about it) I told her no, no one knows the real story. But when I re-read Outlaws now, I think: lots of writers tried to find the core myth and write the real story of Robin of Sherwood, but my sister was right: this one feels real.
I’d say contrast is something Tolkien was exceptionally good at. He managed to have archetypes like Gandalf and real, believable people like Sam Gamgee in the same story and make it work.
I didn’t find McKinley’s Robin Hood characters believable. They felt too contemporary for my taste. Much was practically a 20th century leftist student.
Eowyn wouldn’t have a problem dealing with sword and reins because she’s a shield maiden and has been trained to fight on horseback. So, come to think of it was Harry, but they didn’t have time to cover that.
On the other hand Eowyn has bigger problems; her uncle and foster father is failing fast and under the thumb of a creepy adviser who’s stalking her. Her brother and cousin are galloping around trying to keep the country together while Eowyn herself is trapped at home, waiting on her Uncle and dodging Wormtongue who’s gaslighting her like mad. Then her cousin is killed, her brother is banished and she’s all alone…
6: We are trying to discuss McKinley, surely, not Tolkien?
5. I liked Much. He reminded me of another favourite Robin Hood retelling, Geoffrey Trease’s Bows Against the Barons.
3. The lack of realism is my problem in many (most) fantasy novels set in Scotland*, which McKinley has to her credit never attempted – I think Outlaws is her only novel pretty definitely neither set in some format of North America nor in Fairyland/the border countries. Her Sherwood is a real forest, one you could really get lost in.
(*Scots will understand me: if you’re going to have werewolves in Glasgow, that’s fine, but you need to know whether they support Celtic or Rangers.)
Running through them:
Books set in the border countries of Fairyland (or in Fairyland itself – yes, I’m drawing from the Tolkien essay “On Fairy Stories”)
Beauty / Rose Daughter, Deerskin, Spindle’s End, Chalice, Pegasus, and the Damar novels, are all set in border countries on Fairyland. While McKinley makes you think initially that the Homeland described in the beginning of The Blue Sword is England and Outland is India, it becomes clear as we discover we’re back in the country of The Hero and the Sword that this is not anywhere near our world.
Sunshine, Dragonhaven, and Shadows, are all set in some iteration of USian North America.
And Outlaws of Sherwood is set in England, the only one.
To me, the pegasus are definitely magical creatures – but the dragons of Dragonhaven are biologically-real.
@7, True. I guess my point was that Eowyn has some very realistic issues in her high fantasy setting.
Harry and Aerin are both misfits. Harry doesn’t fit into her quasi-Victorian Homeland and Aerin can’t seem to fit into Damar despite being the king’s daughter.
Robin McKinley has also written some short fiction that shouldn’t be ignored when discussing her work. Most of the stories are fairy tales retold really well but some are altogether original. The best ones are in the shared anthologies Fire and Water (shared with her husband Peter Dickinson). I love “Water Horse,” which has a high fantasy setting,but “A Pool in the desert” is actually a Damar story set (mostly) in modern England. (You have to read it and you will understand what I mean.) “Hellhound” is a lovely sort of ghost story, also in a modern setting. I can take or leave most of the stories by Peter Dickinson but “Phoenix” is rather interesting. And a bit bizarre. (The cover of Water, along with a few inked interior illustrations, is by Trina Schart Hyman, my favorite illustrator.)
If Robin ever writes one or more sequels to Pegasus, I will be really grateful and might forgive her for the cliffhanger.
P.S. I love the Greta Helsing books, too! Can’t wait for the next one.