I don't know how many film adaptations of A Christmas Carol exist, but the list seems endless. I'm not a maniacal fan of the story (though I don't deny its power or charm) so I've only seen a few of said movies, but to my mind, the only Christmas Carols that matter are Scrooged, the … Continue reading Twenty-Three: A Christmas Carol, Distance, and Holiday Reunions
An eerie discrepancy begins to eek into your head. Who the heck is this whiny Paddy Considine guy? Why does HE get to carry the shotgun out of the woods? It was supposed to be me!
Gary Oldman, in his little round spectacles, probably deserves better lines than the following: "Aleeeeeeeex! ALEX! Alex. Alex! Alex! ALEEEEX CAN YOU HEAR ME? Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex, no!" (Clearly he cannot hear you, Gary, or he probably would have mentioned it by now).