A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens

Aside from It’s a Wonderful Life, A Christmas Carol – and all its variations – is my go to holiday movie.  This goes for anything from the straight up Alastair Sim adaptation to the Bill Murray classic Scrooged – most, if not all, are welcome.  But despite this being one of my all time favourites, I’ve never read Dickens’ original story.  Seeing as it was a free download for my Kindle, I thought I’d give it a shot.

Turns out I didn’t quite care for this as much as I thought I would.  I couldn’t be a bigger fan of the stage and screen adaptations I’ve seen up to this point but as far as the source material goes – humbug!  Look, I’m not going to lie, I can confidently say that my disinterest can be chalked up to the style of writing.  Dickens originally published this in 1843 and while it’s a wonderful, timeless story, I struggled to get into it.  The language was just a bit too much of a barrier for me and I’d often catch myself gazing over large chunks of text until a recognizable quote pulled me in.

For the record, I’m glad I tried it and can finally say that I’ve read it.  However, I’ll just stick with Scrooge McDuck and his twenty two minute journey through the past, present and future from here on out.