I'm reading an interesting book for my American
Narrative Cinema class called The Wizard of Oz by Salman Rushdie.
It analyzes this classic movie of 1939, discussing everything from how the
film folks found all their munchkins
to the symbolism of doors & windows. I get a kick
out of the following passage because I've always felt the same way, yet I've
never heard anyone else articulate it before:
"I couldn't stand Toto. I still can't... Toto: that little
hairpiece of a creature, that meddlesome rug!... L. Frank Baum, excellent
fellow, gave the dog a distinctly minor role: it kept Dorothy happy, and when
she was not, it had a tendency to 'whine dismally': not an endearing trait."
Few people know, but I don't really like dogs in general. There
a few I can tolerate, yet for the most part I find canines to be obnoxious
and drooling all over the place. There's the truth for you.