
Michael Caine (center) stars as Ebenezer Scrooge in The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992)
Alex Brannan gives into the holiday spirit and praises the undeniable exuberance of a yuletide classic.
Most of the articles I have written in this forum over the last six months have been invested, at least in part, in analyzing the politics and ideology of a given text. This seemed appropriate, given the films, but also given that we are living in a politically turbulent time. When the stopwatch started on this “time” is up for debate; the pessimist in me thinks 2025 is a record-breaking lap in our long-running marathon toward cataclysm…
Considering this is my attempt at writing an article that champions the joys of life, I’ll admit that I am not off to the strongest start. Please allow me to digress.
I find personal joy in dissecting the political valences within a film, just as I enjoy seeing an establishing shot of a landscape captured during golden hour whose aura feels impossible to convey on a screen, and yet, Benjamin be damned, I feel something. Even a film like Mickey 17, which I don’t particularly love (it is currently my 19th favorite movie of the year), has intriguing concepts in it which I feel are worthy of exploration. In this case, the exploration involves turning over rocks with labels like “capitalism,” “exploitation of labor,” and “fascism” and picking up the skittering pests that live underneath.
A difficulty for me is the antithesis of this sort of film. How do I write about a film whose primary reason for being is to be apolitically life-affirming, aside from simply using the cliché “life-affirming?”
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