Judy Garland was one of the first classic movie stars I was introduced to as a kid. I remember the lot of us watching THE WIZARD OF OZ at my Granny's when I was probably six or seven years old. My aunts, my cousins, and of course, my dad, threw out some trivia that new about the film -- like when it came out, how old Judy was when she played Dorothy, etc -- and they shared some urban legends, too, like the man hanging from a tree in the background of one of the reprisals of "We're Off to See the Wizard".
For a long time, that's where my admiration for Judy rested, but over the years, especially as my fondness for classic movie musicals has grown, my love for her has also grown. Judy Garland is easily one of the most talented performers from Hollywood's Golden Age, and she's also one of the most tragic. She was thrown for a tough regimen and diet from her earliest days at MGM, spent decades feeling ugly because the studio head-honchos told her so, and was addicted to uppers and downers because they were handed to her before she was old enough to drive. Still, she was the biggest moneymaker MGM had during the 1940s, making a string of hits, like MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS, EASTER PARADE, and SUMMER STOCK. She gave some fine dramatic performances in A STAR IS BORN, JUDGMENT AT NUREMBURG, and I COULD GO ON SINGING. Her variety show might've lasted a single season in the early-60s, but provided us with many iconic moments.
I cannot put into words just how talented Judy was, and how much I appreciate her contributions to film, television, and song. She was a true performer, exploited and used up by the Dream Factory.
