Wicked: An Untangling of Adaptations
My introduction to the land of Oz came when I was a child via my mother’s VHS tapes. I was four, five and six, and at least once every weekend I watched our tape of The Wizard of Oz. It was a good deal: my mom would have a designated time to nap while I sat spellbound for hours by the colors and music and wonder.My first encounter with Wicked was more incidental, through the mercy of an iHeartRadio's shuffled radio station when I was still too young to have money for music streaming services. I loved the songs, and when I was a teenager, I was given tickets to see the musical which I loved…