So you wondered about the the origins of the Great and Powerful GOZ? It's your lucky day. Read on gentle reader.

My favorite comparison ...

Posted by Big John on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 6:53 p.m.

... is "Duende," which just might be my favorite Duncan MacLeod episode. We see it all, how Duncan is a lover, a warrior, and a wanderer. I LOVE the scene by the barge between Duncan and Consone. Duncan is dressed in a black sweater and jeans, his hair hanging loose and wild. Consone is leaning against a limo in a thousand dollar suit, condescending to Duncan about Duncan being a gypsy "living in a dump on the river." Duncan is so absolutely beautiful and deadly in that scene! I love it!

Between the dancing and the swordplay and that gorgeous Quickening, and with the history and the romance of the flashbacks, and because of Richard Martin's feature film quality directing, "Duende" will always be one of my favorite episodes of The Series. It and "Homeland" are two of my "Extreme Duncan MacLeod" episodes.

The scene in "Duende" where he most looks like Sean Connery, other than the sauna scene, is the scene in the first flashback by the fountain. (My heart skips a beat every time she tells him they'll have a lifetime to learn each other's secrets. I need to meet more señoritas. :)) He looks so awesome in that scene, very much like Connery. Adrian himself said that Richard Martin's directing made that one of the most romantic flashbacks ever in Highlander. I agree.

I want Richard Martin to direct a Highlander movie script by David Abramowitz, Donna Lettow, and Gillian Horvath. Starring Adrian Paul, Jim Byrnes, Elizabeth Gracen, and Peter Wingfield. Special Guest Appearance by Christopher Lambert.

It's a small order. :)

BJ Have you asked.......

 Posted by Julie in KC MacWench on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:01 p.m.


the great and powerful Godiva to "post" it ?!?

And so it began:


Please grant us an audience and share with us your wisdom about HL4!

Posted by Cori (representing the Amazon Brigade in Bunchkinland) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:33 p.m.


A certain stranger to our lands, wearing ruby red high top sneakers and long dark hair (and a keen voice for oratory), brandishing a new sword needs to know....

How can he get to the HL universe he wants to call home? How can he get every aspect of it in place to be one with experience?

Have you no words of comfort or words of wisdom?

Surely your all-knowing, all powerful self can shed some light on this poor child's quest? Can you tell him what to expect for his journey home, with his little dog too?


Oh, Great and Powerful G'OZ from Kompoundland!

Posted by In Loco Scarecrowis on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:41 p.m.


We beg of you a Prediction for BJ from Kans.. er.. Indiana! A Prediction, Oh G'OZ, to give him his Heart's Desire! 

In Loco Scarecrowis (if I only had a mentis...)


Heart? Lessee.

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:04 p.m.


Red wine. 

Brains- white. 

Courage? What the hell? 

Sorry. I'm looking in the wrong book. 

What was the question again?


Oh eee oh, eeeeooooooooooh!

A dance to appease her nekkidness by the soldiers......

Posted by Cori (get out the soldiers with the fuzzy hats) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:36 p.m.


who guard the walls of the city....

Of course, they will be nekkid, so small children and parents who are squeamish please hide your eyes.....

In deference to you, oh Powerful and Great G'OZ!


A prediction from Kompoundland.

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:51 p.m.


First off....avoid Kansas. 

And watch out for those flying monkeys. Even with white wine they're pretty gassy. 

As to your heart's desire I'll do my best but you can't have everything. 

You can have HL4. But I'm afraid Richard Martin won't be directing it. Remember who holds the purse strings here. They are twits. So you get some big reputation schmuck who is Highlander clueless.

But don't despair. Because HL4 is starring Adrian Paul he will be able to cover the movies proverbial butt and deliver a quality project to make people go....they jumped from 1 to 4? How come there was no 2 and 3? 'Nuff said. 

Christopher Lambert might be billed as a cameo but he'll have enough screen time to warrant special billing.

Yes, Peter and Jim will be in it.

Sorry to say Liz will not be available. Won't say why at this time.

And while David Abramowitz *will* have a hand on the script, he might not get screen credit for it. Neither will Gillian or Donna. Which is not to say they won't have their little patty fingers on it too.

It will start filming this year. And there will be movement before the contracts are up. Probably an extension will be negotiated with Lambert and Paul before the final script is approved and filming starts.

Now tap your sneakers three times and say "There's nothing like DVD in letterbox. There's nothing like DVD in letterbox."

And get that yappy little dog away from me. 


(offerings of chocolate would not be remiss)

The preceding prediction is the sole responsibility of the author and in no way implies a legal or binding contract or agreement with any parties mentioned, real or fictional. Void were prohibited by law. Must be over 18 to play. Mazeltov.)



Now, leave your chocolate offerings and go away!....

Posted by Cori (okay, stop that DANCING!) on Monday, 15 March 1999


Or we'll get you and that little damn yippy dog of yours too!

Eeeee hee hee hee hee hee

And, no we can't melt, so don't even try it!

Are you still here? Why?

Oh, you need to know how to get there?

The shoes didn't work?

Posted by Cori (find a phonebook) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:00 p.m.


Try movie-phone in about a year or so.

The GREAT G'OZ will not be bothered.... unless more offering are brought.... and even then there's no telling.

But try Movie-phone....

And go away! SLAM!.... LOCK!

The Great and Powerful G'OZ has spoken!!

Posted by In Loco (doing that scarecrow stumble backwards) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 7:56 p.m.


um.. erm.. about my prediction? *g* 

Or.. um.. maybe just a brain? 

In Loco Scarecrowis (if I only had a mentis)


I told you before.

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:07 p.m.


White wine with brain. 


Pay no attention to that naked woman in the shower.

I will never doubt you again.

Big John -- Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:02 p.m.

Uh oh. You *doubted*?

(uh oh. can predictions be revoked? shh! maybe she won't notice!)

In Loco (scarecrowis) -- Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:06 p.m.


DOUBT?!?! Did I hear a rumbling behind that curtain?

Oh dear, I need to find that salon.....


Posted by Cori (no, no problem, we know you've spoken ALL Truths, he's just a boy)

on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:14 p.m.


my hair is just going limp from all this steam, and it's not coming from the pipes either, young man..... 

Doubt the Great and Powerful G'OZ? How did you live this long, child? 

I'll be in the wings should anyone need me, get that dog away from me, he'd make a nice light snack.... 

(don't hurt him now, your nekkidness, he knows not what he says..... no, I won't take responsibility for his mouth.... tape it shut if you must, the tin foil and duct tape is over here.....)

Pez. I need green Pez!

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:24 p.m.


Where is my duct tape?

My tin foil?

My frayed yardstick? 

(Get away from me you mangy little mutt.)

Oh, yeah.

Posted by Big John on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:08 p.m.


Godiva posted, quite a long time ago, actually, that I would make it to Chronicles. 

I adamantly denied any possibility of my attendance. 

Nearly a year later, we were having dinner, in England, in ... um ... that restaurant. :)


Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:13 p.m.


Oh ye of little faith. 

Ooops. Mixed my metaphors, didn't I? 


And never mess with a naked woman. Especially when she owns a long, sharp, pointy thing. 

(Forgot about that one B.J. That really drives up my percentage rate.)

 Hey, now ...

Posted by Big John on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:22 p.m.


... I showed up, didn't I? 

I doubted me more than I doubted you. 

I only hope that excuse will hold.

I'm guessing it won't.

So, you're not going to budge on this Elizabeth Gracen thing?

After having been doubted?

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:31 p.m.


I told you. 

She's busy. 

Live with it. 

Maybe if you're good and groveling I'll throw in a redhead.

See, I told you, boy, hears all-knows all, even nekkid she is all-powerful....

Posted by Cori (don't worry G'OZ, he didn't mean it) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:18 p.m.


Jeez, children of this generation.... you'd think they'd learn respect for their elders... 

WHAT? NO, G'OZ, I wasn't saying YOU are OLD. I was saying we are oldER and thus demand more respect and honor because we have more knowledge, and of course, no one has more knowledge and wit than you..... 

Oh dear, I never should have left the salon.... 

I need some green shades to put me in perspective... 



We can't defend each other ...

Posted by Big John on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:24 p.m.


... without incurring her wrath. 

You clean Junior and I'll shine the boots. 

And we'll be very, very quiet.

You should know that won't work....

Posted by Not Cori on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:29 p.m.


She's got badgers and things that wear tin foil beanies and are smeared in blue..... they fly at night and pick up DOUBTING JOHN'S (errrr THOMAS's, whatever the hell your name is)........ just don't run, she loves that. 

I'll be in the back if you need me. 

(((witchy, flying things music in the background)))

pssst, Beej.....

Posted by Casilda on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:14 p.m.


Um......I *know* what restaurant that was. 

What are you willing to give me to keep me from squealing??? 


Restaurant? What restaurant? I deny knowing any restaurant....

Posted by In Loco (scarecrowis) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:16 p.m.


... and if we had *had* dinner together, which would have been great, even if you *were* terribly sick and feeling rotten and should have gotten some rest instead, I'm sure we would never have eaten... THERE. Not that there is any there. If you see what I mean. 

IL (resembling the scarecrow more and more...)

Must have been the Dark Sickening that plagued my infected head. :)

Big John -- Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:21 p.m.

Either that, or the sight of all that female anatomy...

In Loco Scarecrowis (ack! did I say that? No, no, it wasn't *there*!) -- Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:41 p.m.

The true question is ...

Posted by Big John on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:19 p.m.


... what will they give to ME for not squealing? 

I've got pictures. :)

The answer is, quite a Lot. I will give you quite a lot for not squealing!!

Posted by In Loco (Scarecrowis) on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:23 p.m.


Puhlease! I've got chocolate! Money! Pictures of Raev! Computer skills! You name it, it's yours!

In Loco, who Wasn't Anywhere Near That Restaurant



Posted by Casilda on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:31 p.m.


Let's see. On the one hand I have BJ giving me lots and lots of stuff (I'm thinkin' he can write THE HL 4 script). On the other hand, exposed and angry Bootlickers. 


Er.....never mind, BJ. 

Oh, and BJ? I'd run if I were you. You don't want the Great and Powerful G'OZ upset with you. And stay out of that poppy field; it'll just slow you down.

Sorry no more Toto....

Posted by Brena Rosal on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:13 p.m.,


Christopher Lambert took Toto away and now a kitty will play the part.



So many cats.

Posted by THE GREAT AND POWERFUL G'OZ on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:21 p.m.


So few recipes. 

Please pass the ketchup. 

And beer. Beer with cat. 

Who do you people think the GREAT G'OZ is anyway? Martha Stewart?


I thought it was white wine?

Posted by Not Cori on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:24 p.m.


With cats? The other white meat. 

And beer will do... 

Or is it white with brains, and red with heart? 

Oh, Loco scarecrowis, do tell.....

White. G'OZ said white.

In Loco (scarecrowis) -- Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:39 p.m.


All right.

Posted by Cas' Cat, tail fluffed out on Monday, 15 March 1999, at 8:47 p.m.


You stop that Auntie G'OZ. The people won't know you're joking. 

You are joking...... 

aren't you?


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