Ben Trout’s review published on Letterboxd:
Again, before the live action feature starring one James "Truman Kaufman" Carrey crashes into a multiplex, mucking up the memories, I beg you to watch the single accurate representation of Dr. Suess's work (although I hold that 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' is awfully reminiscent of his work without actually being his work). The booming deep voice of Boris Karloff gives perfect evil - and kind sensitivity - to the felty-green grinch. As far as the whos down in (believe it or not) whoville - at this late date in my childhood (with it almost behind me), I have to confess that their incessant joy and happiness tore me up inside. Why even create such a deeply biblical-feeling story that's so sugary sweet, you can't help but feel sad for the loss of the whos' material possessions? (Sure, they're eventually spared by the all singing, all dancing, all roast beast-carving Grinch - but what a harrowing couple of moments straight out of the Book of Job before those Ten Grinches plus two steroids kick in, you know?) Would I have asked myself such a pointed question brought on by such a strong emotion had I been spared the convincing argument for object obsession made by one Rob Gordon in 'High Fidelity'? Is this really the time and place to draw this parallel? Quick- top five reasons the Grinch hated the whos?
Best three (tight shoes, mis-screwed head, puny heart) out of five (they lack feet and ritalin)?