Scrooge (1970) picspam
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thisbluespiritI made this yesterday (& probably spent too much time doing it) and apparently I won't be happy till I've posted it. I'll catch up with everything else tomorrow. Besides, who doesn't want happy festive stuff in their life, even if it is a bit early. And just one of the million and one adaptations of A Christmas Carol?
Well, ish. The bits with David Collings in as Bob Cratchit, anyway. I thought I'd better explain my strangeness the other night by sharing these with you. It was tough not making it as epic as the David Collings picspam to which this is an (early) festive addendum, but I managed it!
Basically, I was so tired on Monday when I watched it that my brain hiccoughed and fell over the Oliver! accent, and then failed to pick itself up due to the unreal amount of Dickensian Christmassy fluff going on. (what is this i don't even. yes, exactly.)
There was some stuff with Albert Finney and some ghosts played by Alec Guinness, Edith Evans and Kenneth More, but why would anyone be interested in that? (I know, sorry! I... just was more interested in this other stuff under the cut. I might use the more general caps to make some festive/winter icons, maybe.)
Let's just note for starters, that it was a good hair day back in 1970 (or 1846).
"I don't mean to be impertinent, Mr Scrooge, but would it be too much trouble to have my, er, wages?"
And then came the Christmas Children bit, and you will appreciate my restraint in not inflicting every screen cap ever from it on you. I'm just saying.
"Boo! Cathy, my dear! Tim!"
"You're frozen!"
Cratchit: Which [toy] do you like best, eh?
Cathy: I like that dolly in the corner.
Tim: I like all of them.
Cratchit: Good boy! And why not one in particular?
Tim: Well, you said I can't have none of them, so I may as well like 'em all.
Cratchit: Tim, you are a philosopher and a gentleman!
Rich or not, the Christmas pot of gold
Hypnotises children young and old.
...And then the Christmas present scene, where I noticed that all but one of the five children were red-headed. (You can see why I did seriously wonder about what I was watching. It's like someone's been making some weird cracky thing out of my head into something real. Back in time.)
"What a tragedy it is that her Majesty and his Worship the Mayor can't be with us tonight. They don't know what they're missing!"
"Now the only remaining problem, my dear, is whether to put the stuffing inside the goose, or the goose inside the stuffing. But since the ultimate intention is to put them both inside ourselves, I don't suppose it very much matters."
"Children, we shall drink to your father, for all the love and happiness he gives us, and to Tiny Tim for the health we wish him. And for the sake of your father, I'll even drink to that old miser, Mr Scrooge!"
Christmas Future:
"I must go now, my little fellow. I promised your mother I'd help her with the Christmas dinner. I'll come and see you again tomorrow. Same time. All right? Oh, Tim..."
[lost_spook: *cries instantly*]
And then the ending, wherein a turkey features heavily:
Scrooge: You still don't know who I am?
Cratchit: Yes. No. Er... You're Father Christmas?
Mrs C: It's that Mr Scrooge, he's gone mad!
Scrooge: And when you come back on Monday, I'll double your wages!
Cratchit: Double my wages? He has gone mad!
Scrooge: [after saying he isn't mad, he's going to help his family and find a cure for Tiny Tim]: Do you believe it?
Cratchit: Yes! Yes, I'll believe anything!
You see what I mean? Clearly I am just having really good quality hallucinations that transmit themselves onto DVD. I did say, wasn't there something out there where David Collings wasn't evil, or weird, or dead, or mad, or whatever. This is a quite ridiculously OTT happy answer to that question. In Technicolor. (I think someone once did try to tell me, but I wasn't listening. I mean, it was April or something.)
Well, ish. The bits with David Collings in as Bob Cratchit, anyway. I thought I'd better explain my strangeness the other night by sharing these with you. It was tough not making it as epic as the David Collings picspam to which this is an (early) festive addendum, but I managed it!
Basically, I was so tired on Monday when I watched it that my brain hiccoughed and fell over the Oliver! accent, and then failed to pick itself up due to the unreal amount of Dickensian Christmassy fluff going on. (what is this i don't even. yes, exactly.)
There was some stuff with Albert Finney and some ghosts played by Alec Guinness, Edith Evans and Kenneth More, but why would anyone be interested in that? (I know, sorry! I... just was more interested in this other stuff under the cut. I might use the more general caps to make some festive/winter icons, maybe.)
Let's just note for starters, that it was a good hair day back in 1970 (or 1846).
"I don't mean to be impertinent, Mr Scrooge, but would it be too much trouble to have my, er, wages?"
And then came the Christmas Children bit, and you will appreciate my restraint in not inflicting every screen cap ever from it on you. I'm just saying.
"Boo! Cathy, my dear! Tim!"
"You're frozen!"
Cratchit: Which [toy] do you like best, eh?
Cathy: I like that dolly in the corner.
Tim: I like all of them.
Cratchit: Good boy! And why not one in particular?
Tim: Well, you said I can't have none of them, so I may as well like 'em all.
Cratchit: Tim, you are a philosopher and a gentleman!
Rich or not, the Christmas pot of gold
Hypnotises children young and old.
...And then the Christmas present scene, where I noticed that all but one of the five children were red-headed. (You can see why I did seriously wonder about what I was watching. It's like someone's been making some weird cracky thing out of my head into something real. Back in time.)
"What a tragedy it is that her Majesty and his Worship the Mayor can't be with us tonight. They don't know what they're missing!"
"Now the only remaining problem, my dear, is whether to put the stuffing inside the goose, or the goose inside the stuffing. But since the ultimate intention is to put them both inside ourselves, I don't suppose it very much matters."
"Children, we shall drink to your father, for all the love and happiness he gives us, and to Tiny Tim for the health we wish him. And for the sake of your father, I'll even drink to that old miser, Mr Scrooge!"
Christmas Future:
"I must go now, my little fellow. I promised your mother I'd help her with the Christmas dinner. I'll come and see you again tomorrow. Same time. All right? Oh, Tim..."
[lost_spook: *cries instantly*]
And then the ending, wherein a turkey features heavily:
Scrooge: You still don't know who I am?
Cratchit: Yes. No. Er... You're Father Christmas?
Mrs C: It's that Mr Scrooge, he's gone mad!
Scrooge: And when you come back on Monday, I'll double your wages!
Cratchit: Double my wages? He has gone mad!
Scrooge: [after saying he isn't mad, he's going to help his family and find a cure for Tiny Tim]: Do you believe it?
Cratchit: Yes! Yes, I'll believe anything!
You see what I mean? Clearly I am just having really good quality hallucinations that transmit themselves onto DVD. I did say, wasn't there something out there where David Collings wasn't evil, or weird, or dead, or mad, or whatever. This is a quite ridiculously OTT happy answer to that question. In Technicolor. (I think someone once did try to tell me, but I wasn't listening. I mean, it was April or something.)
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Date: 23 Nov 2011 09:25 pm (UTC)Also, that is an epic good hair day. XD And the childrens! *flailyhands* I would not at all mind if you had inflicted ALL THE SCREENCAPS EVER upon me. :-)
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Date: 24 Nov 2011 05:59 pm (UTC):lol: I am really kind of grateful that the British film industry realised it was necessary to record the young Mr Colling's hair in Technicolour. That they also threw in singing and cockney accents and children and a random turkey is kind of what made my brain explode. :-D
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Date: 23 Nov 2011 09:42 pm (UTC)he was a bit fit too... mmm.
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Date: 24 Nov 2011 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 24 Nov 2011 06:04 pm (UTC)To be fair, Alec Guinness is green and grumpy as Marley's ghost, so I feel I focused on the important feature of this anyway. :lol:
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Date: 27 Nov 2011 01:25 am (UTC)I think this is really, really something I need not to watch, but I have got all the lovely Christmas cheer I need from your picspam. :D
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Date: 27 Nov 2011 09:12 am (UTC)(I did a bigger picspam here from lots of things he'd been in. Scrooge wins on best hair day, I feel, but there are other good ones. Also I was Quite Witty, and included Press Gang, Robots of Death, a cute cat, and a very silly ending. Sorry. I am being a pain now. lalala).
Also I am now intrigued as to why you must not watch it? (Not that I think you should). Is it because it is yet another Christmas Carol? (*bangs head* I get so fed up with that. But I am willing to take this one for the above reasons! :lol:) Or being an old film? Or because of the overpowering Christmas cuteness? Anyway, I am amused now. :-)
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Date: 3 Dec 2011 01:21 pm (UTC)