‘Some Christmas Movies you might not know about’
Well. Another Thanksgiving’s been added to the Memory Bank. The leftovers are long gone, and Mr. Turkey himself has been stripped down to his carcass, the broth boiled from his very bones.
And, as much as I adore my Absolute Favorite Holiday, I honestly can’t look another sweet potato or cranberry in the eye. I don’t even want more pie.
But am I ready to move on to Christmas? Starbucks certainly seems to think so. (Half an hour ago, there was Judy Garland on the speakers warbling “I’ll be home for Christmas” as Miss Barista handed me my carefully non-religious “Holiday”-themed vente latte.)
In spite of an email inbox crammed with cyber deals, I’m so not ready to shop for Christmas. And even though my building lobby is tinseled and lit, I’m not ready to decorate for Christmas either. And thank goodness I know no small children, because I am certainly not ready to bake for Christmas. (Nor will I ever be, unless and until some small children reappear in my life.)
But I am ready to dig into my stash of Christmas movies. I’m the kind of person who really gets into Christmas Movies, even though, as I’ve made perfectly clear by now, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I’d probably like Thanksgiving Movies even more — but, as far as I know, there aren’t any. Well, except for “Trains, Planes, and Automobiles”. And, sorry. As much as I adore Steve Martin (I even had a date with him once, honest) it just doesn’t crack me up as much as, say, “Home Alone”.
And of course there’s “Love Actually”, which I love, actually. I have whole sections of that one memorized. True, there are some unforgivably schmaltzy parts (that cringeworthy wedding subplot featuring a mouth-breathing Keira Knightly), but I never tire of Colin, God of Sex, telling the caterer that the teensy carrot hors d’oeuvres look like dead baby’s fingers. My kind of humor, that.
Now, I’m not going to waste your time extolling the virtues of “White Christmas” or “Miracle on 34th Street” or even “A Charlie Brown Christmas”. (Notice that I do not mention “It’s a Wonderful Life”; I honestly do not think it’s a wonderful movie. Waaaay too sappy for me.)
Rather, I’d like to call your attention to some Christmas Movies you just might not know about. Like “The Apartment”. This one has an utterly marvelous and adorable very young Shirley MacLaine and Jack Lemmon wearing a funny bowler hat to look older and Fred McMurray as the villain, for Pete’s sakes. I dare you to watch it and not cry at the end when Miss Kubelic tells C. C. Baxter to “shut up and deal”.
And how about “Die Hard”? It’s totally a Christmas Movie. With not one drippy drop of schmaltz. And if you’re not a Bruce Willis Fan (which how could you not be?) there’s Alan Rickman. I rest my case.
Last, and certainly not least, there’s the Christmas Movie from which my title takes its quote. Or something like that. And this is “Mr. Magoo’s Christmas Carol”.
Now “A Christmas Carol” has been done, and done to death. There are at least two “serious” versions, the only one of which I can abide is the Alistair Sim One, shown above. But if I have to watch Tiny Tim, watching him as a Muppet is much less cringe-inducing. And he most certainly is in “The Muppet Christmas Carol”. In fact, the only human in this one is a very uncomfortable-looking Michael Caine. (He must have had a car payment to make.) But it’s worth watching him woodenly interact with puppets to see the Muppet Mice sing “Heatwave”.
But back to Mr. Magoo and his Carol. This was — and still is, I’m thinking — my mother’s Favorite Christmas Movie. Back in the Olden Days we could only watch it when it came on TV. We would scour the TV Guide for its seasonal appearances, and lie on our stomachs on the wall-to-wall carpeting, devouring washtubs of home-popped popcorn (courtesy Youngest Younger Brother Doug, who could barely reach the stove but was still the best corn popper in the family) and/or giant cereal bowls of ice cream, and watch Mr. Magoo do his Scrooge Thing.
But then a few years ago my Middle Younger Brother Roger performed a Christmas Miracle and found my Mom a copy of the movie on videotape. Which meant that she could watch it any time she wanted. Score, Roger! Best gift ever. And this is the scene she loved best. Which, of course, this being the Age of the Internet, took me just a few clicks on YouTube to find for your viewing pleasure:
Well. That certainly got me in the Christmas Mood. Maybe I’ll get my decorations out. Or not.
New York City. November 2018
10 thoughts on ““They’re just blankety-blank-blank so good!””
Christmas is Movie Season – even if they’re not Christmas films, it’s the perfect time to watch a movie. Dark evenings and cold nights are the perfect excuse!
You betcha! There’s nothing I like more than a movie on a chilly night. Unless it’s a movie and a glass of wine on a chilly night!
I just pulled the Christmas movies out yesterday, including Die Hard and Love Actually. HOHOHOHO! I’ll have to check out some of the other ones you shared, can never have enough Christmas cinema!
So glad you’re also a Die Hard and Love Actually fan. Of the remaining on the list, I must say I love (actually) The Apartment the best. Have fun and Merry Christmas. Enjoy your freshly-cut tree and your cookies!
I guess you’re not a fan of “Bad Santa?” ?
Ah, Harold. You caught me out. As much as I absolutely adore Billy Bob (I once stayed in a room he had just vacated at the Sunset Marquis and asked them to please please NOT change the sheets), I cannot abide even the idea of this movie. In fact, I own it — but have yet to actually watch it!
How lovely! And I had no idea about Mr. Magoo. You reminded me that I absolutely need another dose of Love Actually in my life.
Yes! I feel like watching it again right NOW! Hope you enjoy Mr. Magoo xoxo
Fun! I think my boys will be ready for A Christmas Story this year. I’m partial to that one since it was filmed in Cleveland, and then my boys can beg me for a gun for Christmas, which they won’t get!
Ooo. I forgot about “A Christmas Story”. That’s one of my Mom’s favorites too. My Dad even liked it, and he wasn’t as big on Christmas Movies as the rest of us were. Have fun and thank you, Becca!