Sidney Lumet, John Huston, and Richard Attenborough were three powerhouse, award-winning film directors who managed to completely ruin three mega-hit stage musicals with their heavy-handed, morose, misguided film adaptations. The Wiz, Annie, and A Chorus Line signaled the "worst" era in movie musical history. That's when I thought the film musical had truly died. It wasn't until Little Shop of Horrors came along in 1986 that I had hope again for the genre. After Cabaret in 1972 and (to some degree) Jesus Christ, Superstar in 1973, we entered a bleak period where no one seemed to know what to do with musical material to adapt it for the screen. Then the Ashman-Menken partnership continued with their successful Disney film musicals, and they brought the genre roaring back to life.
Today, film musicals are hit and miss. When they hit, they hit big, but there are still plenty of misfires. I suppose the same could be said of any film genre now. But the "death sentence" has been reprieved on movie musicals. Still, The Wiz was part of a creative desert in those bleak years.
I will say this on its behalf, and I can't believe I'm saying anything on its behalf ... the movie version of The Wiz still had a distinctive African-American cultural style and concept to it, something that was sorely lacking in this generic TV adaptation. I'm all for equality in the world, but equality doesn't mean losing or ignoring one's identity. It means acceptance of that identity, not denial of it. This "Oz" looked and sounded like it had no cultural identity of any kind, something that might not seemingly matter as much with other material, but the whole "point" of The Wiz was its concept that it was an all-black version (not just casting) of The Wizard of Oz. At least the movie got that right, even if it failed on pretty much every other level.
"Jaws is the Citizen Kane of movies."
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