The stage version of the novel by Gregory Maguire tells the ""true"" story of the Wizard of Oz's Wicked Witch of the West, how she become the woman she was, what her relationship to Glinda entailed, and just why she was so dead set again the little Kansas girl. In our times of political scapegoating, intolerance of dissention and peer pressure, this story resounds with wit and wisdom. The musical is so visually beautiful that I was disappointed with Stephen Schwartz's music, which, with the noted exception of ""Defying Gravity"", lacked impact. My heart goes out to the wonderful Idina Menzel (Elphaba AKA the Wicked Witch of the West) who, in one of her last performances, I watched take a nasty spill in her climatic finale, breaking a rib, bringing the performance to a stop, and effectively putting her career on hiatus. I feel even more sympathy for her standby, who took over for little more than to accept the applause meant for another. And lastly, I pity the person in change of placing the announcements in each Playbill for the day's second show. Many thanks to Sally Unchester and family for providing me with a ticket to the enjoyable show and making me wish to read the book.