Wicked tells the story of how the Wicked Witch of the West became the Wicked Witch of the West. And it all started in school where Elphaba (Louise Dearman), whose green skin makes her a target for everyone, arrives as her sister’s Nessarose (Katie Rowley Jones) helper, to be discovered as a magical supertalent. Much to the chagrin of popular Glinda (Gina Beck) who dreamed of becoming a witch herself. But more is going on in Oz than it appears at first – and both Elphaba and Glinda are more involved than they initially thought.
I didn’t really know Wicked going into the show. A while ago I watched some of the clips of the Broadway version (mostly because of Kristin Chenoweth), so I knew some of the songs and I was familiar with the story. But seeing it put together like it should be is, of course, a rather different experience and one that really works beautifully. I spend most of the time crying and I loved it.
Oz (James Franco) is a second rate magician in a small travelling circus and a great womanizer. When he gets into trouble for sleeping with the wrong woman, he flees in a balloon, but ends up caught in a tornado. When the wind calms down, Oz is – surprisingly – still alive and finds himself in the magical country of Oz. He is greeted by Theodora (Mila Kunis), a beautiful witch, who tells him that his arrival has been prophesized and he needs to save the land from the evil witch. Oz takes on the challenge because there seems to be money on the horizon, plus a chance to get into Theodora’s pants. But it turns out that there is more to the story than that.
I have so many issues that I’m surprised I managed to enjoy Oz the Great and Powerful at all. But enjoyment was had, though the issues outweigh it by far.