There are certainly many, many from which to choose. I’ve watched so many holiday movies this season that I speak in Christmas carol lyrics.
“Where are you going, Kris?” Bill will ask.
“I’m dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh,” I’ll answer. “I’ll be back soon, so you’d better watch out, you’d better not cry.”
I have watched everything from Mickey’s Christmas Carol to Christmas in Connecticut, and all things in between. Love Actually, Poirot’s Christmas, Christmas Vacation, The Bells of St. Mary’s, Last Holiday, the list goes on and on.
I love holiday movies, and I always have. From the time we were little kids, Mom would sit with us and watch holiday movies. I believe she would say Holiday Inn was her favorite. Who couldn’t love the crooning of Bing Crosby and the dancing of Fred Astaire? Interesting fact: the song White Christmas was actually originally from Holiday Inn, and it was so popular that they created an entire movie around it, cleverly called (wait for it) White Christmas.
Anyway, I know you’re all on the edge of your seat to find out what movies we all call our favorites. It turns out I couldn’t get any of my siblings to commit to one.
Bec said her favorite was A Christmas Carol, the one with George C. Scott as opposed to Mickey Mouse. But she said it was hard to choose between that and the aforementioned Holiday Inn.
Jen had trouble choosing as well. Here’s how she couched it – her favorite contemporary movie is The Holiday, with Kate Winslet, Cameron Diaz, Jude Law, and Jack Black. (I like that one also, though it’s hard to fit Jack Black into a romantic role.) On the other hand, her favorite old movie is White Christmas, with Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye (“We’ll follow the old man wherever he wants to go.” That is a song that sticks in my head for weeks after I watch that movie.)
As for me, there is no better Christmas movie than A Christmas Story. I love every single thing about that movie. I have seen it so many times that I truly can say the lines along with them (but, thankfully, I don’t). I love the movie so much, in fact, that my niece Maggie, for Christmas a couple of years ago, got me a nightlight in the shape of the infamous “major award” lamp.
There are many, many priceless scenes. I love when the little brother falls and can’t get up because he has so much winter clothing on. I can’t help but laugh when Santa tells poor Ralphie, “You’ll shoot your eye out, kid.” And, there is, of course, Ralph’s dad’s major award.
But my favorite scene isn’t funny; it’s indescribably poignant.
Throughout the movie Ralphie and his friends have been bullied by one of the neighborhood boys. He has picked on them endlessly. After a series of mishaps and disappointments, Ralphie is walking home from school when the bully begins his taunting, and Ralphie has had it up to HERE. Instead of running as he usually does, Ralphie attacks him like a wild dog and begins beating the living daylights out of the boy. Ralphie’s brother Randy runs to get their mother, who comes and stops Ralphie from doing any further harm. She takes him home, talking quietly to him all the while. She calms him down by putting a cool, damp cloth on his neck. And then, she manages to find a way to tell Ralphie’s dad that he had been in a fight without getting Ralphie the anticipated discipline. The scene is the quintessential example of what being a mom entails. It’s lovely.
But now my movies are tucked away until next year, when I will again embark on a Christmas movie extravaganza.
What is your favorite Christmas movie?