Wednesday 4 December 2013

A Christmas Carol

For me Christmas doesn’t actually start until next week, mostly because of a pack I made with myself because it’s the Girl’s birthday this week. So it just makes sense to leave Christmas until next and let her have a birthday that isn’t linked to all that shit.
But, well, it’s still Christmas and I thought, since I’m sick as a dog, with gastro, it seems this whole fucking week, that I would share one of the three traditions that I have for the lovely present giving day at the end of the year.
By the way, I LOVE Christmas, I’m just that sick.
And I just got back My Kevin from my beta and I’m pissed at myself, and second guessing a whole lot of bullshit.
So, my first thing that always have to do for Christmas is watch The Muppets Christmas Carol,
this I’m pretty—am—sure this is because of my parents love of the Muppets, but it is by far my favourite of all the Christmas Carols (I honestly love them all) and it’s the one that I have to watch every year.
I love this version the best. Gonzo as Charlie Dickens is brilliant, along with the banter he has with Rizzo the rat.
Gonzo: My name is Charles Dickens.
Rizzo the Rat: And my name is Rizzo the Rat... wait a second! You're not Charles Dickens!
Gonzo: I am too!
Rizzo the Rat: No! A blue furry Charles Dickens who hangs out with a rat?
Gonzo: Absolutely!
Rizzo the Rat: Charles Dickens was a 19th Century novelist! A genius!
Gonzo: Oh, you are too kind!
Rizzo the Rat: Why should I believe you?
Gonzo: Well, because I know the story of A Christmas Carol like the back of my hand!
Rizzo the Rat: Prove it!
Gonzo: All right! Um, there's a little mole on my thumb, and um, a scar on my wrist from when I fell off my bike...
Rizzo the Rat: No, no, no, don't tell us your *hand*, tell us the *story*!
The singing vegetables…
Vegetables: If he became a flavor you can bet he would be sour. Yuck!
Muppet Man: Even the vegetables don't like him!
The Marley brothers, as they warn Ebenezer of what’s to come, draped in chains.
Jacob Marley: Why do you doubt your senses?
Ebenezer Scrooge: Because a little thing can effect them. A slight disorder of the stomach can make them cheat. You may be a bit of undigested beef, a blob of mustard, a crumb of cheese. Yes. There's more gravy than the grave about you.
Robert Marley: More gravy than the grave?
Jacob Marley: What a terrible pun. Where'd you get those jokes?
Robert Marley: Leave comedy to the bears, Ebenezer.
And always, the ghost of Christmas present… giant Santa, he’s awesome in all formats, but this one. He’s… bigger, fuller. Nearly comes off the scream he’s that in your face. And forgetful. And jolly, and… he’s just… *sigh* really, he’s my fav.
Ebenezer Scrooge: You're a little absent-minded, spirit.
Ghost of Christmas Present: No, I'm a LARGE absent-minded spirit!
And even though the Ghost of Christmas Future, is scary as all before, and after him, there’s something less about him in this one, that makes you not fear him, while he still holds all that thrill and uncertainty that he need to carry to get this point in the story across
[Scrooge has met the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come]
Rizzo the Rat: Oh, this is too scary. I don't think I wanna see any more!
Gonzo: When you're right, you're right.
[turning to face the audience]
Gonzo: You're on your own, folks. We'll meet you at the finale!
Rizzo the Rat: Yeah!
Yeah, okay, so I might be a little clowed by my past, every time I watch this one, but it doesn’t make it any less true.
And that’s all of got. I’m going to go have a nap and hope tomorrow finds me a whole lot better.

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