Last night's never-before-viewed-Christmas-classic was...
Scrooge (1970)
In
Miriam's Dickensian Christmas, Miriam Margolyes watched the 1951 version of
Scrooge with joy, declaring Sim to be the best in the role on film. I had been intending to watch that but (appropriately) was too mean to fork out to stream it and opted for the one that was free on the same service.
I'm fairly sure I haven't seen this version. I'm not even sure I knew it existed, but at the same time it feels very right to have a musical interpretation of this Dickens work to follow up Oliver!
Alarm bells rang when the first thing that appeared on-screen was the name of the production company: "Cinema Center Films". Knowing nothing about this film, the spelling made me fear this was going to be a Hollywood translation with mid-Atlantic accents. Fortunately, as the cast was listed in the titles and I saw everyone from Anton Rodgers to Roy Kinnear and Gordon Jackson I knew I was in safe hands. And while I wasn't entirely sure about the musical aspect, Leslie Bricusse's name reassured me.
This was intended to be a bit of a time-filler, and I was very surprised to find myself enjoying it quite as much as I did. There was so much to like.
First to grab me were the colours, which look muted, as though a grey-brown image has been coloured in with pastels. It looks beautiful, with long shadows making it look gloriously gothic at times. Helping tremendously were the sets which created a special world.
As promised in the opening titles, the cast was wonderful. I don't know that Albert Finney is how I envisage Scrooge, but he's memorable enough. Alec Guinness, Edith Evans and Kenneth More play various ghosts (respectively, Jacob Marley, The Ghost Of Christmas Past and The Ghost Of Christmas Present), so there's that. Derek Francis (best-known to me from his various Carry On film appearances) and Roy Kinnear made a terrific double-act.
Hazel The McWitch and William Fields were among those owing debts to Scrooge. In fact Anton Rodgers was a bit of a revelation here, singing the only song that was familiar to me (
Thank You Very Much, which I
think I know from Quality Street adverts of the Eighties) while he danced on Scrooge's coffin as it was pulled through the streets atop a moving cart. He's quite the mover.
I'm not big on musicals, but the songs were fine. None felt as memorable and special as those Lionel Bart had composed for Oliver! two years earlier, but they all fitted well and weren't unenjoyable. Even the kids in the film were fine with many of the urchins looking familiar and cheeky, and minimal annoying cutesy-wootsy precociousness (though you have to expect a touch of that when dying Tiny Tim is singing a song of hope).
The effects were decent for the time as well. Some of the flying ghouls encountered by Scrooge were pretty scary, and hats off to this film for having some scenes taking place in the bowels of Hell.
Overall, it not only ticked the charming British period film box, but also felt warm and Christmassy without ladling on the saccharine. Most enjoyable, and I would definitely watch it again in a few years.