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Aug 17, 2010 11:29

So, two things (and a briefly related thought):
Has anyone ever noticed the parallels between Harry Potter and the Wizard of Oz? Seriously: The main heroes accidentally kill their adversary before they even come into any power, they go off on journeys to find someone who knows what to do about being safe and secure, they get power that makes them untouchable by their adversary, in the end, they kill their enemy (Ooops, spoiler warning: Dorothy 'kills' Elphaba, Harry 'kills' Voldemort) And <- that's another thing... they only 'kill' their adversary to the world at large. Dorothy 'kills' the Wicked Witch, only for us to find out in Wicked that she didn't really die... Elphaba HAD read the 100 things to do if I'm ever an Evil Overlord, and pretended to have an aversion to water, so she could be 'melted'... Harry only 'killed' Voldemort because 1) everyone else helped him destroy the horcruxes, and 2) the Elder Wand *yap yap yap* (Not really sure how THAT particular plot twist works, so, I'm not discussing it beyond that...) Both come from a long series of books (Wizard of Oz had about twenty, if I'm not mistaken, So, Miss Rowling, you have only thirteen books to go to catch up to Lyman Frank Baum. Oh, wait, no, twelve, I forgot about Beedle the Bard) Both are basically a story about good versus evil, overlaid with parallels about society at large in one form or another (Harry has the British school system, Oz is just... well, society)
Briefly related thought: So, is Dorothy a good witch or a bad witch? Can good witches kill indiscriminately? She did destroy an evil witch, and there must be a balance, as evidenced by there being two good witches and two bad in Oz...

Other thought: "The wonderful thing about Tiggers,
Cause Tigger's a wonderful thing,
Their tops are made out of rubbah,
Their bottoms are made out of spring.
Their bouncy, trouncy, fun fun fun fun fun!
The most wonderful thing about Tiggers is that
I'm the only one!"
I'll never meet another thing even remotely like me, I'll never have viable offspring, I'll never know if I even had parents. I'm the last surviving member of my race. What wiped them all out? What'll happen when I die, seeing as I'm the product of Christopher Robbin's imagination? If I ever have offspring, it's not like they'll be able to pass on their genes, since crossbreeding two different species leaves them unable to breed, so, at best, I might have a child or two who looks somewhat like me, but there won't be another generation beyond that... But, bouncing everywhere is sooo worth all this pain deep down in my soul. I only put on this happy face to mask it all.
Gods, Tigger, you're such an emo... it's not Eeyore at all that we need to worry about killing himself...
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