Anthony Richards - you know, the Anthony Richards, the actor - is depressed. He's 24, his agent has just dropped him and the post-Christmas pantomime he was relying on for money has just fallen through. He has little choice in the matter; he's going to have to let his London flat go, and go home for Christmas - home to his doting mother, his jealous brother and a claustrophobic Welsh community that still reveres him as the Valley Boy who made it. Anthony, you see, was The Yuletide Kid - the UK's answer to Kevin McCallister. Back in his childhood home with framed posters of The Yuletide Kid bearing down on him, Anthony has demons to confront and ghosts, as well as stalkers, to lay. But when an opportunity arises for Ant to write and direct a play at the area's most prestigious stage school, Anthony finally has the chance to leave The Yuletide Kid's baggage in the past, once and for all. First, though, he has to overcome writer's block, his many alter-egos, a succession of ardent admirer
In this heartwarming comedy, Ebenezer Scrooge, a humbug of a debt collector, faces an unusual and virtual journey of his own Christmases past, present and future, and the selfish choices he made, with the help of three Avatars and Zoom. On Christmas Eve in the era of Covid, Scrooge must conduct his business of collecting debts remotely. He hates the plummeting stock market, the disruption to the economy, the surge in liberalism, and most of all...Christmas. That evening, his dead partner Marley logs into his chat room to threaten him with visitations from three Avatars...no, not the blue aliens from the movies, but representations of Christmases past, present and future. Alexa, the Avatar of Christmas past, pulls up old videos of Scrooge as a child, while Chris Present hacks their way into the Cratchit's Christmas Dinner and his nephew's Christmas party, revealing what they really think about him. But it is Anonymous, the Avatar of Christmas Future, who shows Scrooge a chilling vision
