melmoth the wanderer

This being yuletide, things would appear amiss but for a chilling visitation from Melmoth the Wanderer. Gather forth dear listener and reader, a glass in hand a front an open fire, to the ghostly words of MR James as narrated by the late Christopher Lee, beneath them the distant though audible serene sound of a choir, a magic land peers through the fracturing gaps between what passes for both dream and nightmare. Here amid the hallowed halls of King’s College, Cambridge, the fabled ghosts – the past, the present and the future – of Dickens’ ‘a Christmas Carol’ embark on their seasonal quest revisiting familiar haunts to chill mortal souls not so familiar with festive visions long since past. It’s an enchanted gathering somewhat removed of the usual Melmoth macabre all tenderly sprayed in ghost lit prettified pastorals.     

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