Number Three of my Top Five Christmas Films
3. Scrooged
I didn’t get this film the first time I watched it.
And probably didn’t really get it the second time.
But on the third watch, Scrooged began to take on a life of its own.
It became less irritating.
And Scrooged developed a general feeling of being much more fun than I’d given it credit for.
A little like when you’re trapped in a lift with the fat smelly boy from IV-B for three hours, and you discover that actually he’s a lot like you.
Yes, the film has its irritating points.
But it also has Bill Murray.
And Bill Murray trumps everything.
I think this one also appears in the Radio 1 top ten Christmas films.
But again, I’ve never seen it.
Young Masher, the gaps in your Christmas film knowledge concern me? How have you been spending you yuletides?
Wanking.