Monday, November 9, 2009

I Actually Liked A Disney Movie

It seemed to me like a recipe for disaster. Jim Carrey and Disney joining forces together in a remake of a classic Christmas film. I was certain that it would be like mixing pickle brine with prune juice and slamming down the resulting toxic brew. Instead, it was more like pairing chocolate and cheese: It's tough to get right, but, when you do, it's a pretty good match.

My daughter wanted to see this movie pretty bad, but I had no desire. For me, the classic film adaptation of A Christmas Carol has always been the 1951 version starring Alastair Sim followed by the 1984 version starring George C. Scott. The previews of this new version highlighted the slapstick aspects along with Jim Carey flailing about, making me certain that it would veer more towards Mickey's Christmas Carol than it would any of the adaptations considered to be classics.

To my surprise, however, Jim Carrey did a good job, even if there were a few too many instances of Carrey being Carrey. The slapstick and the exaggerated physical comedy and outrageous reactions are part and parcel when it comes to a Disney film, though. I've come to expect that, and was pretty happy that they chose to stick close to the original Dickens work and make only the occasional stray into forced comedy.

This was my first sampling of modern 3D technology. Before seeing this flick on the big screen, my experience with 3D was limited to the 3D films hosted by the Son of Svenghoulie once per Summer back in the 80's on Chicago's WFLD TV. You'd go to 7/11, buy your Big Gulp (I preferred mine to be a mix of Pepsi and Mountain Dew) and the cup would have a pair of 3D glasses attached to it. You'd wait about two weeks and whip them out so you could watch a cheesy monster movie in 3D. Apparently, 3D technology has evolved to the point where you no longer need Red/Blue colored glasses. Now, you get what looks like a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses which you can keep on for the duration of the film. Sitting in the dark with my funky glasses on, I felt like I was a Blues Brother. I leaned over to my daughter and sang a few verses of "Soul Man". She promptly shushed me and reminded me that the film was about to start.

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