I will admit it, Christmas cheer makes me feel a little like punching babies. So when I accepted the assignment to review the seasonal hallmark, A Christmas Carol, I waited for my stomach to settle before saying yes.
Mead Hunter’s adaptation of the Dickens classic is hauntingly familiar.

A play with music, rather than a musical play, the Portland Center Stage production uses classic Christmas carols to set a nostalgic and timeless tone. With a cast of rather fine actors taking on song, the music is not as well realized as it might be. But the rich harmony and languid presentation adds just enough depth to the overplayed seasonal favorites to restore their lost beauty.
Director Rose Riordan’s realization of the script is intoxicatingly macabre, with enough ghostly overtones to soothe the savage spirit. Ted Roisum’s portrayal of Jacob Marley carries a Snape-ian twist, and the chains binding Marley’s ghost are impressive and darkly beautiful. It is a troubled, dark Christmas tale, and there are some stolen moments that are genuinely frightening.
The mood is supported in force by the compelling set design work of Dex Edwards, who has created a dark, claustrophobic, beautiful old town that just fills the gap between quaint and gothic.
Of course, the show pivots on the strong character performance of leading man Ebbe Roe Smith, whose rubber face conveys emotion with just enough depth to be approachable, enough passion to be engaging, and just enough energy to portray the caricature without losing the human face beneath it. Smith’s performance is committed and rich, playful and savage.
This story, worn and weary, finds life in the PCS performance. Dark and (fuck it) heartwarming, the Portland Center Stage production will actually kind of engage you.
Recommendation? Skip the silver screen this holiday season, and catch a few talented humans in motion.
Now through December 27th at Portland Center Stage.
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