Friday, December 4, 2009
The Great Christmas Specialpaloozorama : Part II
A Flintstones Christmas Carol
I’m a fan of over the top anachrony, so despite never really laughing at an episode of the Flintstones, I appreciate the show’s bastardization of historical fact. At the same time, I think that anachronistic humor only works if there’s some sort of logic—even if it’s flimsy—governing all of the silliness. For instance, Fred Flintstone has a car—something that an actual caveman probably wouldn’t have—however, that car is powered by Fred’s feet. The primitive mechanics of the thing allow me to accept its existence—if a caveman were to have a car, it wouldn’t have an internal combustion engine and the wheels would be made of stone. It’s a visual pun and everything makes sense. Yabba-dabba-do.
A Flintstone Christmas Carol, on the other hand, is not only a full-blown paradox it also happens to be really, really stupid. I imagine it goes without saying, but Fred Flintstone is a caveman, which means that he’s living in an era before the birth of Christ—so there can be no Christmas—and before the birth of Charles Dickens—so Fred can not play Ebenezer Scrooge in the Bedrock community theater’s production of A Christmas Carol. Simply changing Scrooge’s first name from Ebenezer to Ebonezer is not enough to excuse this level of stupidity. If that weren’t bad enough, A Flintstones Christmas Carol has the audacity to be almost 70 minutes long.