Christmas Wishes and Mistletoe Kisses

Abbey (Jill Wagner) is a single mother trying to jump start her career as an interior designer after taking time off to raise her son Max (Wyatt Hunt). Luckily she’s got an excellent contact at the retirement residence where she volunteers – Caroline (Ms. Donna Mills, the one and only) recommends her for a big “estate” gig converting a lavish home into offices fit to host a holiday party on Christmas Eve. Businessman Nick (Matthew Davis) isn’t exactly immediately impressed but then again, his first impression was actually the day before when they literally ran into each other on the street, which is the cause of 80% of all romances, according to Hallmark. Coffee spillage optional but I’d say papers at minimum.

Anyway, an old man at the home is trying to fix Abbey up with a handsome, sweet doctor who likes kids while Caroline is trying to push her and Nick together, but Nick’s senior vice president might come between them if Nick’s obsession with work doesn’t do them in before they even get started. There are antiques to consider, cocoa to drink, gingerbread houses to build, trees to decorate, and actual halls to literally deck.

Oh to have two perfect men fighting over you at Christmas, befriending your dad, ready to adopt your son, adoring of your subpar work. All the best guys are either gay or on Hallmark.

Welcome to Christmas

Madison Lane is a very busy resort developer tasked with finding a location for a new ski resort. She’s pretty committed to Mountain Park as the next location but her boss wants her to check out the town of Christmas, Colorado all the same. Christmas has been down on its luck for a while now, in desperate need of both jobs and tourists if it wants to flourish once again and though it is small, it put together a pretty attractive incentive package for the resort people. On her way there, Madison (Jennifer Finnigan) literally crashes into the Welcome to Christmas sign, which will serve as a running joke and an opportunity to rethink the town’s awful slogan. It also conveniently traps her there or as long as the mechanic can convince her he doesn’t have the parts to make her car run.

Meanwhile, the whole town launches a campaign tailored in secret to Madison to convince her theirs is the best town for the new ski resort. Town Sheriff Gage McBride (Eric Mabius) acts as her guide while the town throws every magical thing they can think at her: tree lighting ceremonies and ornament scavenger hunts, not to mention oodles of charm and tradition. Madison can’t help but fall in love with the town. And with the sheriff. Right?

Chateau Christmas

World famous pianist Margot (Merritt Patterson) takes a break from her busy touring schedule to stay at Chateau Neuhaus for Christmas. It’s a family tradition she hasn’t had time to share for several years, and while she’s happy to reconnect with her young niece, she’s also hiding out from a recent review that called her playing passionless – the worst part is, she knows it’s true. Contemplating retirement, she’s glad for the time off. Not that she’s going to get much.

Also at the Chateau for Christmas: her ex-boyfriend Jackson (Luke Macfarlane)! Seems like a pretty big coincidence, but his best friend is the hotel manager, and the manager has a pretty big problem: their annual Christmas concert is in peril, having lost not only its director but most of its performers as well. Uh oh. So obliging Jackson got roped into putting together an entire concert in just a few days with his ex-in-laws in attendance and his beautiful ex-girlfriend set to be its star. Life is throwing them together again after their careers took them in different directions – will Margot and Jackson be able to find their way back to each other?

Hallmark Magic 8 Ball says: all signs point to yes. Happy endings are guaranteed, remember? And happiness defined by Hallmark means true love forever. That’s sort of a pukey concept, but if you’re willing to buy in to the romance be all and end all of that is good and right in the world, you can rest assured that Hallmark will come through for you. The true purpose of a Hallmark movie is to get just as swept along as the couple in question. You will give in to the Christmas spirit, which inevitably fosters love and warmth and family and commitment and cookies.

On the 12th Date of Christmas

As fate would have it, Jennifer and Aidan both work at the same Chicago scavenger hunt company. Yes, a company that plans and executes scavenger hunts on behalf of anyone crazy enough to pay them – typically as corporate team-building things, which is a sad and terrible market around which to build a business. Not only do Jennifer (Mallory Jansen) and Aidan (Tyler Hynes) both work at the same place, they’re vying for the same promotion. Aidan has more experience, but Jennifer has a certain creative spark, which does not go unnoticed by their new client who is relaunching one of the city’s swankiest hotels. This means that these two rivals, one a Christmas fiend, the other a self-described lone wolf, will have to work together on the firm’s biggest project to date.

The theme is the 12 Days of Christmas, but their inspiration leans more toward the romantic – the 12 Dates then. And for some reason instead of just thinking of clues in their heads or brain-storming at the office, they decide the only thing that makes sense is to hit the town and do the dates themselves. Strictly as professionals of course, just a couple of colleagues who realize that incorporating their date selfies into the pitch is a needless but brilliant way to expense wine tasting on company time. Who could have guessed that going on a bunch of romantic dates together could make you fall in love?

Script writers Christine Conradt and Jamie Pachino take the time to set each clue in a unique location of Chicago, all twelve in different historic districts so the scavenger hunters will have the opportunity to enjoy the whole city before eventually being led to the luxury hotel’s grand opening in its ballroom, all decked out for Christmas (where, incidentally, Jennifer and Aidan’s boss also awaits to announce the promotion). Unfortunately, the siren song of tax breaks and nearly year-round snow cried out to director Gary Yates, who filmed the thing in Winnipeg, Manitoba. So if Chicago looks good to you, fly to Canada instead.

Christmas with a Prince

Pediatric doctor Tasha Mason (Kaitlyn Leeb) is very dedicated to the little patients on her ward, so she’s quite put out when a wealthy playboy displaces some of the kids to make room for his own private convalescence after a ski accident leaves him with a broken leg. Imagine her surprise when the wealthy mystery patient turns out to be none other than her childhood boarding school crush, Prince Alexander (Nick Hounslow).

Dr. Mason’s little brother Jeff (Josh Dean) also works on the ward as a nurse, and he and Prince Alexander have always been close, particularly so in the last year after the death of Alexander’s brother, leaving him the sole heir to his kingdom (currently ruled by his disapproving father, played by Charles Shaunghnessy). Jeff is the uneasy monkey in the middle, but soon Prince Alexander is winning over the kids as well – and not just by throwing money around, but by playing and engaging with them. Think Tasha can resist? Not for long, that’s for sure.

But when Tasha tries to step into his world, she suffers a lot of pushback – the King isn’t thrilled, but a conniving Russian princess who’d like to land Alexander for herself even less so. But Dr. Tasha isn’t a pushover, or a quitter. And there’s no better proof than a sequel, which fans can watch at their leisure, possibly even back to back!

Christmas Catch

Mack (Emily Alatalo) is a police detective working for her “call me Captain” mother (Lauren Holly) in a small town precinct (quite probably its only one). Mack is notorious on the force, and particularly with her mother Captain, for being socially awkward and completely hopeless when it comes to dating. We are treated to several examples and yes, they are painful. But you know how it goes: when you’re least expecting it, you run into a handsome man, things just click, and the rest is history. With the right man, and Carson (Franco Lo Presti) certainly has Mr. Right chiseled down that perfect jawline, everything seems easy.

Except for when Special Agent Robertson (Genelle Williams) of the FBI shows up the next day, explaining that Carson is a suspected diamond thief (a 3 million dollar diamond reindeer to be exact) and needs to be surveilled – by none other than Mack and her partner (Andrew Bushell) of course. Why are the good ones always either gay or diamond thieves? Still crushing on the perp hard, Mack vows to remain impartial and professional, and even tries not to drool when surveillance just happens to include Carson in a barely-there towel. Things get sticker when Agent Robertson orders Mack to “pretend” to date Carson in order to get closer to him, win his trust, and have him confess. Can Mack possibly do her job without falling hopelessly in love?

No she can’t. But if you’ve always thought romantic Hallmark holiday movies could be improved with some sort of crime aspect, this one’s sure to be right up your alley.

Dashing Through The Snow

Ashley (Meghan Ory) is on her way home for the holidays when her flight is cancelled and the last rental car is rudely rented right from under her nose by a pushy, entitled nogoodnik named Dash (ugh) (Andrew W. Walker). Still, beggars can’t be choosers and Ashley’s desperate to get home in time for Christmas, so she accepts a ride from her brand new nemesis (stranger danger, Ashley!).

As if their first impression wasn’t bad enough, the two quickly find that they are complete opposites now stuck in a teeny tiny vehicle on a mad two-day dash to get from Sacramento to Seattle. Ashley is sunny and bubbly and despite Dash’s curmudgeonly attempts to rain on her parade, her brightness persists, and persists in annoying the heck out of him (honestly, she would be a lot to take during this type of road trip). Now, the sensible thing to do would be to spell each other in the driver’s seat while the other naps, eats, and plans their route. Are these two sensible? Of course not. But it wouldn’t be a holiday Hallmark movie if they weren’t stopping at diners to help decorate trees, or randomly adopting puppies from bikers, now would it? (Actually….)

And then there’s the tail. Yeah, did I mention the feds are after Ashley? That’s why she couldn’t get on her plane, she’s on the no-fly unbeknownst to her, suspected of being a home grown radicalized terrorist! Which seems like it must be a big mistake with some perfectly logical explanation, except…what’s in that big red box she’s been carrying around, and what is her rush to get to Seattle, exactly? So maybe our girl’s just a teeny bit suspicious. But what Ashley and Dash don’t know can’t hurt them, so they’re just obliviously driving along, snacking on pork rinds or whatever disgusting foods Americans eat in their cars, and falling just a bit in love. Or a lot in love, according to Ashley, who cries it to her mother when she finally gets to see her. In love! After a 36 hour car ride, during most of which at least one of them hated the other. For goodness sake, Ashley, have some self respect!

Cranberry Christmas

In a slight detour from the usual Hallmark formula, Dawn (Nikki DeLoach) and Gabe (Benjamin Ayres) are already married. In fact, they’re already separated. Well, they’re “taking some time apart” as Gabe stays on the cranberry farm , ensuring its proper management, and Dawn travels the world promoting their lifestyle brand and business, Cranberry Lane. Dawn returns home in time for the holidays to help out with the town’s annual Christmas festival, with a huge talk show host, Pamela (Marci T. House), in tow. She’s proposing to feature them on her show, a huge get for Cranberry Lane, obviously, but pretty awkward since the planned segments would focus on Dawn and Gabe as the perfect Christmas couple. They agree that for the business’ sake they will pose as a happy couple for as long as the TV show’s around, but nobody’s fooled into thinking it will be easy.

Honestly, it won’t be nearly as difficult as they think. There isn’t a lack of love between Dawn and Gabe, but their lives are taking them down different paths and they’ve been growing apart. Of course, acting like a cozy couple kind of gets their romantic juices flowing again. They’ve still got their issues but they seem willing to work on things – until Pamela throws a much bigger wrench into things. Their segments have gone so swimmingly (shall I say sleddingly since it’s Christmas?) that Pamela (think Oprah, she’s apparently that big) is offering them their own national TV show…which would require them to move to NYC, where it tapes. Gabe has recently poured more of himself into the farm, and bought more land, to expand. He’s committed at home, not interested in TV shows or moving. He’s actually ready to step away from Cranberry Lane altogether. Pamela is willing to take Dawn on her own, and it’s an amazing opportunity, and neither of them wants Gabe to stand in the way of her dreams.

Cranberry Christmas is refreshing for its variation on the Hallmark theme, and truly, the falling in love part is the easy part, isn’t it? It’s the staying in love that can be a challenge: growing together, sharing a life, making the compromises. Marriage is hard work, and this is a rare Hallmark romance that admits that love and commitment come with bumps in the road. Hallmark movies ask you to buy into a certain romantic fantasy, but a movie like this helps normalize the truth of real relationships. The beginning of a relationship is easy to get right; it’s the considerable territory between ‘I do’ and death parting you that really matters, and while it may not be the passionate, feet-sweeping good times of the falling in love part, the heart-warming, soul-expanding, truly knowing another person and relying on their steadfastness middle that makes love the most sought-after of things.

How Many Oscar Winners Does it Take to Save a Piece of Shit?

The Big Wedding stars FOUR Oscar winners: Robert DeNiro, Diane Keaton, Susan Sarandon, and Robin Williams.

weddingdeniroSo the answer to the question is: at least 5. It takes at least 5 Oscar winners to save a piece of shit; four were definitely not enough.

The premise: a long-divorced couple (Keaton & DeNiro) have to pretend to still be married on the occasion of their adopted son’s wedding (Ben Barnes, white guy, not remotely Columbian, to Amanda Seyfried), to keep up appearances in front of his religious biological mother, who is visiting all the way from – you guessed it – Columbia.

Flimsy? You bet. It’s exactly the kind of role I hate to see Diane Keaton doing these days, and now she’s dragging Susan Sarandon down along with her (playing her former best friethe-big-weddingnd and current flame of the ex-husband). Ladies at this stage in their career should not have to resort to slapstick.

Topher Grace and Katherine Heigl round out the cast as the two other unlucky-in-love kids, heaping contrived subplot onto contrived subplot. And then Robin Williams shows up as the drunk but devout Catholic priest who’s set to marry these two crazy kids, despite the racist protests of a soon-to-be in-law unfortunately named Muffin (beige grandbabies alert!). Um, haven’t we seen Robin play this exact thing before?

Anyway, you won’t think this movie is good, but if you’re in the right mood – like, in bedThe-big-weddingoscarwinners with a bad head cold, for example – you might find it…passable. Like, if it’s playing on TV and you can’t find the remote, you could do worse. And maybe you just need a little schmaltz in your life: nothing wrong with that. Don’t admit to it, maybe, but enjoy it with a bowl of popcorn, or maybe melty ice cream, because let’s face it: the movie itself is cheesy enough to clog your precious arteries.

 

 

This Means War

I’m not usually one for guilty pleasures; I take a lot of pleasure, and feel very little guilt. But there’s just something about this movie that makes me a) like it, and b) feel bad about liking it.

It’s a romance. There, I said it. It’s an unconventional romance, but still. Reese WiTom-Hardy-This-Means-War-tom-hardy-30869114-2560-1706therspoon, who does little to lend the film credibility, plays a product testing executive who loves her job which leaves little time for anything else. But her crazy friend Chelsea Handler signs her up to an online dating site and by the next morning she’s dating not one but two very handsome, very eligible bachelors.

Bachelor #1: a devoted single father, hard-working Tom Hardy. thismeanswarPolite, romantic, safe, sweet.

Bachelor #2: ladies’ man, man about town Chris Pine. Knows all the right movies, uses them liberally.

The catch (there’s always a catch): the two suitors are actually best friends. And also, they’re both CIA.

this_means_war_Chris_Tom1So when they decide to date her concurrently so that she may pick between them, they of course go off the chain on security details, intel, the works. It’s like dating on steroids – and yet, idiotically, she never notices.

Predictably, she likes them both. And is also overheard reporting on their flaws: Chris Pine’s tiny hands, Tom Hardy’s being, unforgivably, British.

But there’s a charming chemistry between all 3 of them – perhaps most convincingly between the two men (now there’s a movie I’d Chelsea Handler romcomnever feel guilty about loving!). And Chelsea Handler keeps popping up to offer vulgar advice, injecting a Reese Witherspoon movie with a little more edge than usual.

McG’s work is clumsy, but the movie is fun and breezy and a tiny departure from the Tuck-Means-Warnorm. But really, let’s be honest: Tom Hardy. It’s really just a straight hour and a half of Tom Hardy gazing, with just enough bombs and bullets that, if you’re lucky, your husband won’t even notice what you’re up to.

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