Review… A Christmas Carol
Twas the month before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring… except our new reviewer Lester Square, who took time out of his busy schedule being grumpy to go down to, uh, Leicester Square for the premiere of the new 3D fest from Robert Zemeckis. Ding dong merrily on high indeed.
A Christmas Carol
Review by Lester Square
I once spent an hour in a pub arguing with some nerd that, no, Disney didn’t invent Winnie the Pooh. Sixty full minutes talking at a turd whose only point was that because the bear sounded American, he was therefore made by Walt and the boys. Poo.
So, pushing through X-Factor contestants, Peter Andre and choking on fake snow to get into the ‘world premiere’ of Disney’s 3D version of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, spirits were low. Even before Konnie Huq, wearing a green sack and spoiling my long ago teenage dreams, told everyone present they had set some sort of world record for wearing 3D glasses, I was concerned. ‘Crazy’ Jim Carrey as Scrooge would no doubt give him a West Coast drawl, Disney would make London look like New York, Tiny Tim would wear a Green Bay Packers shirt-thing. Bah Humbug.
This latest adaptation is superb.
It remains very true to the book, even to the point that it will scare young filmgoers, (which is a plus given how soft and stabby they are). And 3D might be a gimmick but it works here, swooping the audience high over the streets of Victorian London – a bonus, cos no doubt it stunk down there – making Scrooge’s fingers bonier and the ghosts of Christmases past, present and future pretty damn believable. Carrey carries the show – in an English accent – but the animation is notable in that the characters look like who they are being voiced by (give or take the Victorian clothes and hairstyles). And the story is, of course, cracking.
They even gave me free sweets to watch it. Aaah, humbugs.
LESTER SQUARE’S RATING: FOUR CHRISTMAS STARS