A Christmas Carol

Sadly, a show that impressed on its first outing in 2005 is now sporting a limp as noticeable as Tiny Tim’s. Horla’s production promises a darkly faithful take on
Dickens and starts well, with Tracy Waller’s simple set creating an atmosphere
of foreboding. “Selfish,
self-contained, secretive, solitary,” chant the ensemble cast as the shadowy of Scrooge looms large.

What follows, however, falls disappointingly flat. Pacing is the main issue. Dickens loved creative padding but Joanna Volinska’s adaptation feels at least 40 minutes too long,
with Alistair Green’s drawn out staging puncturing all mystery and moral
momentum. Attention to detail is also
sporadic. Modern labels stick out of ‘period’ clothing and some scenes are
overladen with props, others inexplicably lacking.

Jonathan Langford and Carole Carpenter’s festive score lends charm and there are some spirited performances from a hardworking cast, with
Martin Hearn’s Mr Fezziwig a real joy. However, Ebenezer (David Roberts) is never miserly
enough to make his transformation the Christmas miracle it should
be. At the risk of sounding a scrooge, save your pennies for Horla’s infinitely superior Grimms shows.