The review of I believe in Santa Claus, a film set during the Christmas holidays that tells us about the impossible love between two antipode protagonists.
Lisa, single mother of little Ella, works as a journalist in a small local newspaper and on the occasion of the 4th of July she published an article dedicated to that day of celebration, a real tradition for the American people, commenting with a comparison between the celebration thanksgiving and Christmas, asserting that the former is superior in all respects to the latter. A statement that was not at all digested by Tom, who considers himself as the biggest fan of December 25th.
As we tell you in the review of I believe in Santa Claus the completely casual meeting between the two coincides with an unexpected stroke of lightning. However, their attendance is progressively put at risk with the arrival of December, as Tom begins to be totally obsessed with Christmas preparations to the point of suffocating Ella with his anxieties to organize everything in the best possible way. The relationship goes through a period of crisis also because she will discover how her boyfriend really believes in the figure of Santa Claus, a revelation that shocks her and leads her to rethink what she wants in her and her daughter’s future .
An unsuccessful party
Christmas day is getting closer and closer and on the platforms of stream various themed films continue to arrive, with the aim of attracting the attention of that large audience made up of families looking for reassuring stories to watch, possibly in the warmth of their homes. I believe in Santa Claus it is only the latest addition to the catalogue Netflix, but it is seriously running for the title of worst Christmas film this year, given the scarcity of ideas and the anonymous staging that drags on for ninety minutes of viewing. It is a pity that the gist of the story has already run out after the first half hour and in the course of the events we proceed with a continuous repetition of jokes and situations, focused exclusively on the diversity of views on the part of the couple at the center of the story.
15 best family Christmas movies to watch all together
Him, her and… Santa Claus
A couple that also explodes due to two characters that are too far apart to be able to give life to a probable romantic relationship. The only fantastic thing about I believe in Santa Claus is precisely the perseverance adopted by the character of Lisa, who decides to give multiple opportunities to her boyfriend when everyone understands from the first minutes that this is actually a sort of psychopath, driven by a obsession that comes to change lifestyle and behavior during that infinite twelfth month of the year. Ours is a deliberately loaded definition, but not so distant from what is actually shown: in the script it was in fact decided to push the accelerator excessively in the characterization of Tom, who in the end turns out to be a cowardly character without personality, moved only by his blind faith – almost sacrilegious when compared to monotheistic religions, at least for those who believe – which becomes a kind of nightmare for those around him.
Christmas movies: the 20 most beautiful movies to see
The end everyone expects
A sugary movie like hell, where the happy ending is widely written right from the start – but this was something so obvious that we can’t make it the object of criticism – and the numerous secondary figures simply act as “voices of conscience” to suggest to the two lovers the decisions to make to make their problematic love story proceed in the best possible way. The weak cast certainly does not help to identify the viewer with the related characters, even if John Ducey’s look at the limits of madness fits, paradoxically, well with an over-the-top alter-ego, with the blonde Christina Moore in a role more submissive and intolerant, sacrificial victim of this Christmas atmosphere where happiness is destined to triumph in everyone’s heart, pace of cinema here great absence.
He obsessed with Christmas, she with a particular aversion to the December holidays: despite having nothing in common, Tom and Lisa start dating, but with the looming last month of the year the situation is destined, obviously, to take a tragicomic turn. As we told you in the review of I believe in Santa Claus, we are faced with a weak and banal romantic comedy with a Christmas background, populated either by speck characters or by other totally anonymous and stereotyped characters, in a sort of forced ode to that atmosphere of joy in approaching December 25th which risks, in its marked excesses, of transforming even the most sympathetic spectator into a last-minute Grinch.
- An often obnoxious protagonist in what is a real pathological obsession with Christmas.
- The ideas are already exhausted after the first half hour and the film trudges to the end.
- A staging without flashes and resting on an excessively sugary atmosphere.