Seconded! Too much is tied to that mangled adaption, and now the feature film fanfic based on it will ensure it keeps stagnating as the sole vision of Oz.
Fanfiction that does everyone dirty at that. Tin Woodsman and Scarecrow, Dorothy's gay uncles who exhibit a wholesome relationship whilst raising philosophical questions about personhood and how belief interacts with reality? Straight normal guys who eventually get turned into other things A and B. Oscar, stage magician who ends up in a position of power, ends up letting it get to his head, abdicates, risks his life saving Dorothy and fights gargoyles whilst dual wielding flintlock pistols, and ends up getting to learn real magic as Glinda's apprentice? He's just a fascist asshole now. Glinda, 7 foot tall god-queen based on the author's feminist mother-in-law, commanding an army of amazons? She's a basic bitch now.
Hell, from what I can tell, whenever Dorothy shows up in the Wickedsphere, she has even less agency than MGM Dorothy.
The people deserve to see Ozma's piss-and-vinegar girlhusband on the big screen, damn it!