A Muppet Christmas Carol (1992)

Perfectly normal elementary family here...

Perfectly normal elementary family here…


‘TIS THE SEASON! Meeeerry Chris— oh, humbug. While I may not partake in Christmas celebrations, at least not in its traditional sense, I do love a good festive film. And this here is one of my favourites! A classic tale, retold in charming muppet splendour and with the help of Michael Caine’s rather endearing Ebenezer Scrooge. 

THIS IS NOT A REVIEW. Because really, who looks up reviews of Christmas films on Christmas day itself? If you are that rare breed of seasonal spirit and last-minute-restlessness, I direct you to Total Film’s 50 Best Christmas Movies or Empire’s 30 Best Christmas MoviesThey know what they’re doing. My personal recommendation is obvious as well as saccharinely family friendly. If ever there was a time of the year for family friendly, it is now. You’ll find a numerical grade at the end of this post.

RELIGIOUS OR NOT, I imagine that most people are susceptible to the allure of a festive film. Possibly due to the fact that so few of them have anything to do with Jesus- or even actual Christianity. Atheists and non-Christians may feel just as welcomed in a narrative that doesn’t prioritise the exclusivity of faith. Often the story revolves around blissfully innocuous themes: generosity, family, friendship, magic, imagination, hope, etc. It’s the setting that implicates exclusivity. Gonzo, masquerading as Charles Dickens in A Muppet Christmas Carol, reminds another character that the story is set in Britain and not America. I, masquerading as a blogger with an intelligent opinion, would like to remind readers that most real life stories are set in neither Britain nor America

THAT’S RIGHT. This wasn’t a review, it was a vague prod of conscience. I’m sorry I tricked you into reading it and I genuinely hope that everyone enjoys their holidays. You can worry about the rest of the world for the other 364 days of the year. Or 363, because of birthdays. Or less, because you worked so damn hard all weekday and why should you feel bad about other people for the only two days of the week you get to kick back? Why should you even feel good about yourself, for that matter?

Oops. Slip of tongue.


STORY: 7.5/10
OVERALL: 7.5/10

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