So glad to have waited to see this film in the theater. It was absolutely hypnotic because without a narrator guiding along any kind of story for us to personify and cling onto, it turns into a trance. Not sure how long I was sitting in the theater when I watched a one legged chicken hop along a log. Didn't know how far along I was when I saw the mother commit violence to its own offspring, but I knew…
I think in the year 2020 if a film is saccharin as reindeer shit with joyful George Michael tunes, brilliant chemistry between the leads, obtuse writing that leads to a bonkers plot twist that came out of a mid-December fever dream, I should still be able to call it a GOOD movie. Also Patti Lupone has a cameo.
Reasons why Letterboxd should take this film more seriously:
- Ron Howard's best film. Can you think of something better? I can't.
- One of three Oscar noms Jim Carrey was robbed of.
- I'm sorry but the script is funny as hell and makes this trainwreck so pleasing.
- Utter madness on the screen.
- ORIGINAL SONG "WHERE ARE YOU CHRISTMAS" SANG BY THE TALENTED FAITH HILL (and co written by the Queen of Christmas herself, Mariah Carey)