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I lived through the sixties....
on 23 January 2014
Scott Calvin is disgusted to learn that his ex and her husband have tried to break it to son Charlie that Santa isn't real.
On Christmas Eve, Scott reads The Night Before Christmas... then receives an unexpected visitor on his roof. When he's startled by Scott's calling out and falls, Santa vanishes leaving only an 8-reindeer sleigh and a suit with instructions to put it on if he's involved in an accident.
Scott does, and is transported around the town dropping gifts through chimneys until he's taken to the North Pole and informed by a group who claim they're elves that he is now Santa.
Charlie is proud of his dad's new job, though Scott's convinced it's a dream. Until his hair turns white, his beard refuses to stay shaved, he gains weight inexplicably, even for his sudden love of junk food.....
Less of a Christmas movie and more of a starring role for Allen to make it big in Hollywood, the film mildly succeeds on both accounts, after all this is Allens second franchise with Disney, and the film profited enough to garner more sequels.
But it hasn't aged well, like other classic Christmas movies and its due to the sarcastic tone and yuppie attitude Calvin has during the first act.
This was boring in 1995, and watching it with my daughter seventeen years later, she was losing interest very fast.
The film does redeem itself when we reach the north pole, but the adult humour and the childish tones do not bond well.
It's a good film to watch one cold Christmas afternoon, Allen is a presence and the support is great.
Just not brilliant enough to be a Christmas classic