You’d be forgiven for wondering whether the charm of Matthew Warchus’s production, back at the Old Vic for the third year in a row, might be starting to wear off. In fact you might even wonder whether we’ve had too much of A Christmas Carol itself – Dickens’s supernatural cautionary tale was in theatres everywhere last year, and is most notably at Bristol and Edinburgh this.
Well, bah humbug to that. Based on a script by Jack Thorne, Warchus’s mix of Dickensian moralising and theatrical enchantment still soothes the most crochety of souls. And Paterson Joseph, following in the footsteps of Rhys Ifans and Stephen Tompkinson, is for my money its most satisfying Scrooge to date.
Ifans was a raddled,…