Murder After Christmas
by Rupert Latimer (Macdonald & Co., 1944)
audiobook read by Kris Dyer (Soundings, 2021)
A murder mystery most notable for obfuscating events behind a blanket barrage of affability. All the suspects have blithely joked about doing in Uncle Willie. Latimer plays endlessly with motive and opportunity, meandering up false trails until it all becomes quite tedious.
Doctor Who: The Time of the Doctor
by Steven Moffat; dir. Jamie Payne (BBC, 2013)
Ending Matt Smith’s tenure with a Christmas special was a brave choice, but one that pays off. The story is chaotic and full of holes, yet Smith himself is quite brilliant as the ancient but ever-young-at-heart friend of children. A fitting farewell.
The Silver Archive, Special #1: The Christmas Box
by Paul Magrs (Obverse Books, 2017)
Paul Magrs takes a nostalgic look at his perennial Christmas viewing—an eclectic mix of programmes taped predominantly from British television during the 70s, 80s and 90s. Although reader engagement will vary according to familiarity with these, the spirit shines through regardless.
The Dead Room: A Ghost Story for Christmas
by Mark Gatiss (BBC, 2018)
A clever short film written and directed by Mark Gatiss. In essence a two-hander between Anjli Mohindra (as a radio producer) and Simon Callow (a sonorous-voiced actor whose past comes back to haunt him, subverting his narration of a new horror story).
Doctor Who: The Husbands of River Song
by Steven Moffat; dir. Douglas Mackinnon (BBC, 2015)
The 2015 Christmas Special takes a lighter approach than its predecessor, and not since Blackadder II has a severed head been played for such laughs. Peter Capaldi captures something of each of the first four Doctors while Alex Kingston nails her swansong.
Die Hard
dir. John McTiernan (1988)
If there’s such a thing as a mainstream cult classic, Die Hard fits the bill with its winning combination of Christmas miracle and base under siege action. Bruce Willis stars as a lone counter-insurgent within an occupied skyscraper. “Yippie ki yay,
Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas
dir. Henry Selick (1993)
Cue the skeleton:
“If Christmas fills your heart with woe, a schmaltz-fest souring your December
maybe you’ll prefer macabre stop-motion Halloween adventures
(but) Disney brings the curse of singing, rhymes so trying, Walt’s will lurking
Elfman’s lyrics don’t deliver Burton’s dark disturbance.”