Years ago I read the L. Frank Baum Oz books. I jumped around a lot, reading the initial ten, and a few of the Ruth Plumly Thompson ones as well. I somehow never got around to reading the last three of Baum’s, a mistake I am hereby rectifying. The twelfth book in the series, The Tin Woodman of Oz, is a great, refreshing treat, albeit a warped and twisted one, but only in the height of Oz-ian fashion.
Nick Chopper, The Tin Woodman, is reigning in the West country of the Winkies. He grows nostalgic of his former sweetheart, a Munchkin girl named Nimmie Amee. Nimmie Amee was captured and held enslaved by the Wicked Witch of the East while the Tin Woodman was rusted in the woods. Dorothy’s initial visit to Oz freed the Tin Woodman but what has become of Nimmie Amee after the death of the Wicked Witch? Determined to make her his bride The Tin Woodman, the Scarecrow, and Woot the Wanderer set out to locate her.
The Oz books are formula, plain and simple – but an enchanting one. Insert idea, insert quest, and a motley crew of misfits go running across the country in pursuit of the ideal quest. It’s formula, but it’s delightful. I rather appreciate the Frankensteinian twist at the end to this book too.
5 out of 5 stars. These books are still pretty perfect.
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