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Oz the Great and Powerful

New day, new trailer!

 You may or may not have heard that there is a new adaptation of "The Wizard of Oz" coming out soon(ish). I have, and I would like to say a few things to say about it. Right out the gate I want to touch on James Franco. Personally, I feel like James Franco has been going downhill on the 'Quality Acting' scale and skyrocketing the 'I think you are a creeper' scale. Just know, that there was a time when he was very highly ranked on my male actor charts, I thought he was going places, but he kind of petered out. Throw in those weird Tweets and we have a floundering creeper actor by the name of James Franco. Now they take Franco and mix him with 'The wizard of Oz'. I never really liked the books or original movie growing up. The monkeys scared me and I didn't like to think about people existing and living without a heart or brain. Now Hollywood decides to throw together two things I don't really care for? Hello 'Oz the Great and Poweful'! On paper the idea is a horrifying mash up of bad thoughts, but I watched the trailer. The trailer actually looks kinda good. No, great! I love whimsy! I even liked that 'Alice in Wonderland' movie that apparently is sharing it's producer with 'Oz' here. In the end, will I be able to get over my distaste for Franco? Possibly. The point is, it looks interesting enough to give it a try. Go ahead and watch.

UPDATE: I have since seen 'Oz the Great and Powerful' and wrote a review.

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