|Christmas with the Kranks
||[Nov. 28th, 2004|03:37 am]
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|||||Santa Clause 2||]|
So there I was, at the movie theatre. 5:05pm. The Polar Express at 5:15, Christmas with the Kranks at 5:30. Which to see? Buzz Lightyear or Woody the Cowboy?
I stood there for a few minutes, trying to decide. Maybe it was the fact that I had seen Santa Clause 2 on cable that morning, maybe it was the fact that no matter how many times I see the previews, CGI Tom Hanks gives me the heebie-jeebies. Maybe it was the fact that it was based on a John Grisham novel, but I went for the Kranks.
And, as a Grisham novel turned movie? It's not so bad.
It's universally hated by critics, and for the first half of the movie I was seriously inclined to agree with them. The scary 1984ism in midwestern Suburbia? The massive peer pressure and guerrilla tactics to ensure conformity? I had the review half-written.
But then, something happened. It got...kind of cute. It became a different movie. Instead of being a story about a vigilante neighbourhood attacking a couple who'd decided to skip Christmas, it changed into this silly create-Christmas-in-24-hours thing. And that was funny. That was not so bad. The sort of thing you could imagine seeing on TBS on Christmas Eve and laughing uproariously at over a cup of spiked eggnog. Of course, you have to sit through about an hour of that other movie...
But hey. If you like John Grisham movies, if you feel like seeing a silly Christmas movie after wearing your feet to stubs shopping, give the Kranks a chance. It's really not that bad...
Hey. Beats tramping around Urban Outfitters and Bath and Body Works.