When an Extra's Life is Short.....

The Wizard of Oz is the closest thing we have to a mythic movie. Like stories of Mount Olympus  passed on from teller to teller in ancient culture, this movie is the work of an amalgam of directors: Victor Fleming, George Cukor, Richard Thorpe and King Vidor all had a hand in making the film. The mythic element pertains to the reception of the film as well: watching Oz has become an annual ritual and it is rumored that Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon is secretly synched with its images.

Among the myths attributed to The Wizard of Oz is the story that an extra committed suicide on the set: a Munchkin supposedly can be seen hanging from a tree in one of the scenes. Forced to live in the background (literally "overlooked" in life), act in the background, and frequently confused with the background, a Munchkin seems to have decided to take his or her life in the background. (Ironically, Munchkins die in the same place Elephants do.) If Pink Floyd's album hypothetically immerses us further in the Oz saga, this myth introduces a hiccup, a strange aftertaste, into our appreciation of the film. A Youtube video brings the hanging victim to our attention:

 

The Munchkins in Oz are quintessential extras: they appear only in large masses and much of their appeal derives from how they are marked as belonging to a group (the Munchkins speak exclusively through the "fashion statements" of their clothes, hair styles, and type of flowers growing from their shoes). The Munchkins lose their cuteness when they step out from the dwarf throng:

As they separate from the crowd, Munchkins look not like toys but like mere people with uncontrollable tics, the survivors of deep trauma, the adults who emerged scarred from their childhood within a Henry Darger drawing. Munchkins get more horrifying the more we see them alone. This dynamic fulfills itself in the single Munchkin, the solitary extra, who is elevated not into celebrity but on a gallows. From a distance we must imagine a most unsightly scene of a crime: the bulging eyes, the signature cowlick now drooping forward over a ravaged smile, cheeks the color of his ascot, the Munchkin erection, the body suspended from a branch on a fake tree. It is this hypothetical sight to which all the other Munchkin faces in fact seem to be reacting.

The Youtube clip shows us the focus and speed at which we need to see the film in order to perceive the single Munchkin. It is not coincidence that this speed also destroys the song and dance numbers of the film.

The fact that the Youtube video is a hoax does not lessen its relevance. Even as a trick it reflects our desire to see the solitary extra make a statement, and turn their life (and death) into the means by which they do so. Kept from the script, the extra instead just leaves a body, a corpse. Is a suicide marring the backdrop of this film the only means of protest available? Does this figure give vent to that unhappiness that only shows itself indirectly, in the twisted and frozen visages of the Lollipop Guild? This is the extra's revenge: to wander away from the set in which they function as plasticene ornaments and appear, unscripted, in another scene where they can finally dramatize their mortality.

This fabricated image of a Munchkin suicide is cinema's answer to the distorted shape that appears in Hans Holbein's The Ambassadors:

When seen from a certain angle, that shape becomes a skull, a messenger of death into the worldly power of the men depicted in the portrait. The hanging Munchkin is no less a trick, and injects a new angle into the landscape of the Wizard of Oz. In cinema, death arrives not via the trompe l'oeil (a distorted icon of vanitas), but as a dead extra lodged in the background of a musical number, a background actor whose body swings from a branch like an offbeat pendulum.