’Tis the season to be nostalgic, but even the most misty-eyed yuletide reveller will struggle with the sheer volume of syrup in White Christmas – the theatrical equivalent of marinating in cheap eggnog.
Based on the 1954 film, a wholesome star vehicle for Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye and Rosemary Clooney, Morgan Young’s production retains its affability, but loses its zest: everyone’s working too hard at having fun.
