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Scrooge, again and again and........



At amazon.com, I searched for "A Christmas Carol" to find my favorite--the 1938 version with Reginald Owen. There are so many different film versions of the Dickens' classic, I lost count at seventeen. Someone has done a much more thorough search that you can read up on here, if you'd like.

A general list:
1910--silent film
1938 with Reginald Owen
1951 with Alistair Sim (Scrooge--also a favorite of mine)
1954 with Fredric March
1979 with Henry Winkler
1985 with George C. Scott
1988 with Bill Murray (Scrooged)
1992 with the Muppets and Michael Caine
1999 with Patrick Stewart
2000 with Vanessa Williams (Diva's Christmas Carol)
2004 with Kelsey Grammer, a musical

There was a ballet in 1992, and there are too many animated versions to count including Brer Rabbit, The Flintstones, The Jetsons, Mickey Mouse, Mr. Magoo, Sesame Street, Beavis and Butthead,.....

Evidently, anyone who has ever acted on stage, in front of a camera, in cartoon has done A Christmas Carol. What bothers me is this need to recreate the story as if it needs help--making Ebenezer a woman or a dog or 20th century just seems to adulterate a perfectly good classic tale. It's like injecting artificial raspberry flavoring into perfectly good dark chocolate.

Charles Dickens has no idea what he started.
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dive said…
That's quite an astonishing number of remakes, Robyn; I wonder if it's a record …
I think I'll stick to the book.
7:11 AM
Scout said…
I think it must be a record. I was thinking about other remakes I don't like, and I could only think of one per story. Maybe I'll compile a short list.
8:13 AM
Old Knudsen said…
You've done it yourself Robyn, I did a post awhile back about remakes and now you've remade it, ah the irony, different movies mentioned though for the most.
1:47 PM
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