Out of Oz by Gregory Maguire
To say that I love Oz is a bit of an understatement. I live in green (and red). Finding bits of green glass or red shoes always brings on a Dorothy moment. Yes, I know all the songs and still think the Wheelers are the creepiest baddies on wheels.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is one of the few, truly American fairy tales that continues to resonate as a sort of cult, imaginary world peopled with a hodgepodge of characters, creatures, and possibilities waiting to happen. Oz is boundless, lending itself to all manner of re-imaginings, tellings, and mediums.
There are 14 Oz books in the Baum canon and a slew of sequels and companion books set in Oz. Maguire’s revisionist history of Oz in the Wicked Years series adds a new layer of complexity to an already captivating series, raising issues on politics, animal rights, ethics, gender, and more.
I first read Wicked at the recommendation of a friend, whose suggestions I rarely took (our taste in books being too dissimilar to generate much confidence). I picked up a copy and devoured it in three days (oh, those lazy days of summer before I became a responsible adult). I loved the power-play in the novel, the one-liners and richness of language that made it impossible to put down. I was more than eager to know how Elphaba’s legacy would end in Out of Oz.
Opening with the siege of Mockbeggar Hall, Lady Glinda’s country seat, the reader is tossed into the middle of a secret plot to secure the waters of Oz for the Emerald City. A prisoner in her home, Glinda faces all the inconvenience that comes with being in the middle of military mission. Having to make due with a limited staff, Glinda keeps only four members of her household: a companion, Miss Murth, Chef, Puggles the butler, and her broomgirl–Rain. A prickly little girl of indeterminate age, Rain knows little about her past other than a couple of obscure memories involving the ability to feel for animals. Drawn into the battle between Lady Glinda and General Cherrystone of the Emerald City forces, Rain becomes part of a bet between the two: Glinda will learn to cook, if Rain learns to read. But reading can be a dangerous pastime, revealing more about people and power than a child can comprehend. Rain is soon drawn into the struggle for Oz, becoming part of a history that she never imagined.
I enjoyed the book; actually, I was surprised by how much I did enjoy it. Maguire is great with language and setting, he takes all manner of liberties with his creation. That said, Out of Oz was slow to start… very slow. It took a while for Rain to grow on me, but it takes a while for Rain to grow on herself. This is a story of self-discovery, and that comes with a lot of wandering and wondering. Old characters appear out of nowhere, loose ends are picked up, and there is a lot of self-doubt.
However, when Rain finally came into her own, the pace picked up considerably and I was sucked right in. Young Rain is an odd, ragamuffin with little personality, only the Lion seems willing to bother with her until she grows up. Teenaged Rain makes the story come together, becoming an agent of change in her own right rather than the unfortunate victim of her parents’ misguided efforts to protect her. I wish there was more to Rain’s story and her relationship with Tip (which can make for all kinds of interesting discussions on gender and love), just when the story was getting truly interesting, it ended. But, given the history of Oz books, is there ever really an ending?
Once upon a time, I wrote a nostalgic response to Wicked.
My copy of Out of Oz magically appeared in my mailbox, courtesy of HarperCollins.
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