Whenever I bring up this film (RETURN TO OZ) scaring the crap out of me, anyone who's seen it chimes in, "That lady with the heads got you, huh?" Â No, strangely enough I had no problem with Princess Mombi's closet of live heads. Â Seeing Oz decimated didn't bug me either. Â Nor FAIRUZA BALK as Dorothy getting electroshock therapy, nor the fucked up clay animation at the end. Â What kept creeping back was that moose-looking Gump head couch thing.
To escape Mombi's castle, Dorothy lashes a mounted animal head to a couple couches, slaps some large plant leaves on the sides to act as wings and a broom for a tail, then re-animates the mess under the impression it will fly her and her new friends out of the tower. Â It works of course. Â And the first thing the upholstery abomination does is tell its back story: he was walking along in the forest, heard a loud noise, and now suddenly he's here.
As a head on a plaque.
That's tied to some couches.
That can fly. Â Using palm leaves.This thing just woke up from a coma with years lost, its head nailed to some wood and some old couches for a body. And it's not screaming to please be put back to sleep, why God why is this happening, oh please fucking kill me again, oh the pain? Â No, he's fine with it. Thankful, no less! Â Sure, he'll fly you guys around! Â No problem! Thanks for turning me into a couch-freak! Â Yay, let's go!
But wait! Â They didn't do such a good job tying everything together and pieces start dropping off during the escape! Doesn't that hurt when pieces fall off? Â Doesn't having an old couch as a body hurt to begin with? Â Christ, why don't sudden extreme body modifications bother this thing? Â Tell me that's not more creepy than a glass case of heads.