Rating: 4 Stars ★★★★☆
Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that.
Ebenezer Scrooge is unimpressed by Christmas. He has no time for festivities or goodwill toward his fellow men and is only interested in money. Then, on the night of Christmas Eve, his life is changed by a series of ghostly visitations that show him some bitter truths about his choices.
There is something immortal about A Christmas Carol. It’s deservedly a classic and part of Christmas. The story is short but full of warmth and joy. Though it doesn’t start out that way and it is decidedly a ghost story.
“If I could work my will,” said Scrooge indignantly, “every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should.”
Ebenezer Scrooge doesn’t particularly like Christmas – or people. He likes his work, his money and saving a penny wherever possible. I really like his grumpiness.
He changes once he’s visited by a ghost and three spirits: first, the ghost of his old partner Marley, who is condemned to walk the streets forever, shackled in chains of his own making. Then, the ghost of Christmas past, the ghost of Christmas present and the Ghost of Christmas yet to come.
All ghosts show him the merriment that is Christmas and the bleak cloud his actions cast over himself and others.
He was consious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, long, long, forgotten.
It’s such a sweet, hopeful story, despite all the darkness in it. It’s perfect for the season, as it has all the ingredients of a perfect Christmas story: the importance of family and charity, decorations and food and presents and the hope for a better future.
Such a beautiful Christmas story.