The Christmas Yule Blog

I love watching movies in and about my home state, NM, but this was just wrong on so many levels. Making tamales with bell peppers and tomatos? Breakfast is pancakes, not menudo? Not a farolito in sight and the homes all look like CA. And, as others noted, the 2 main characters had zero chemistry. Not a fan.

A nice film for panchos, tapas, luminarias, Christmas tree, food and misses and mister C - not inspired, both actors are used only at symbolic level . But, unfortunately, not convincing. And not exactly romantic , against nice premises, effort of Zak Santiago and young Dominic Mariche. The end is catastrophic. But, sure, New Mexico can be a reasonable frame. If it is inspired used. In this case, only the first scenes are the good point, suffocated nu cliches.

I like these cheeseball Christmas moves. I'll watch a few minutes here and there before I go to sleep. This is the first one this year in which I checked the time, wondering just how much was left in this terrible thing and it was half over. Ugh. I jumped ahead to the end.

Okay, the obvious. A travel writer who doesn't go to a strange town with an open mind. Also, she takes a random train to get there as opposed to renting at car at the airport. Sure, being dependent on the dude to take you to the B&B gets the action started, but it's unrealistic. And shall we talk for a moment about her boss who sent her there because she needed her Christmas Mojo restarted?

And the dude. What's going on with the prole worker denim jacket? Not a single other person in the town dresses like that.

A town that's so pathetic that they care what some random travel writer writes.

"Santa" at the inn laughing at nothing throughout the movie. I seriously thought he was supposed to be mentally disabled until he actually spoke a few sentences at the end. Huh. I guess the movie did have a twist ending after all.

Boring, poor acting, predictable Though the New Mexico traditions were fun to see and learn about

No real subplots to keep interest going. A very slight secondary romance, between a pretty girl and a rather plump short chef. It was not a good match even though I like unlikely pairings. It's basically a travelogue exploring the Christmas traditions of a small New Mexican town. The acting was very weak, though Sara Canning was flashes of adequacy. Her love interest, a doleful widower with a young son, looked more like her father. He was very weather-beaten and too thin and had a terrible wardrobe. Like Hollywood's idea of what a Mexican-American man should be dressed like.

The flirty food fight was present and accounted for but thank goodness, the flirty snow ball fight was avoided but only because it was New Mexico. Very annoying Santa Claus imposter added to the overall fail.