Afternoon,
Fam…
So, Netflix’s
The Christmas Chronicles could be
taken as an amalgamation of The Santa
Clause, Elf and a buttload of
Hallmark movies.
Let’s see,
you’ve got the kids that’ve suffered a tragedy, check, you have Santa show up
and said kids see, check, you have a lack in the belief in Santa, check, you
have Santa get sent to jail, check, you have the kids wind up at the North Pole
to try to save Santa, check.
See what I’m
saying?
But, The Christmas Chronicles had a little
bit of a different take on the story with Darby Camp’s Kate Pierce being most
of the driving force behind the story with her damaged brother, Tedd (Judah
Lewis) as they play against Kurt Russell’s Santa, who hits the Santa subtleties
while infusing his own brand to the character.
Look for Russell’s real-life partner, Goldie Hawn, in the film.
The film’s
made by the producers that were involved in the Harry Potter series and Home
Alone, which can be seen in the kids’ neighborhood and the North Pole,
which doesn’t really mean anything since there are hundreds of movies that
reunited successful cast and crew to totally bomb. Christmas
Chronicles isn’t one of those statistics.
An example
that harkens to said films are the special effects when Santa’d goo down a
chimney reminded me of Harry Potter
and the kids’ setup to catch Santa laying the presents, reminded me of Home Alone. There was a sequence that seemed like a nod
to Alice in Wonderland when Kate climbs
into Santa’s bag.
It’s
interesting how the familiar can still strike a chord as I’ve thrown out the
movies that came to mind while watching The
Christmas Chronicles. There’s something
about the human spirit we might get to glimpse once in a blue moon in real life
that these types of films catch our eye and pull us in for an hour and 44
minutes, call it hope. Perhaps, it’s
simply the magic of Christmas.
Tis the
season, and be good to each other.
-J-
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