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.
If we are to believe that time is cyclical then the time we spend with an individual is eternal. Time spent with bad memories never ends and time spent with people we don't care about will feel the time. We are suffering while we are joyous, mourning and celebrating. Life meets death in the smallest of moments that we have to analyze ad nauseam. Glancing at paintings in museums of the people we knew and the art we consumed. I'm…
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)