Believe in Christmas

This movie was a non-starter for us, and we bagged it about halfway through. That's a shame, John Reardon was great in one of our favorite annual watches, The Christmas Secret, and we liked Meghan Ory in Dashing Through the Snow.

Sadly, those movies were ten years ago and nine years ago respectively, and while Mehgan is still a beautiful 42, at 49, it doesn't look like the 40s have been kind to John. They chose wardrobe to hide his weight, and he had to comb some permed hair WAY forward to hide the onset of male pattern baldness.

Here's a problem, they either need to write scripts which fit some of the middle-aged actors, or simply use younger players. Presenting these actors as "young love" belies believability. I mean, those two might well have gone through two divorces by now.

Then there was this movie in particular. Meghan seems to smile at some strange times, like when she discovered, after a flat, her friend has no spare. And how did she know that since the trunk was supposed to be full of luggage and she didn't even move some around to look? Later, John comes by and offers the women a ride into town, asks if he can get their luggage, and twenty seconds later gets back in his truck and has noticeably failed to move any luggage.

Everything in town was the same old "wonderful stuff" ... egg nogg tasting, street carolers who almost whispered the lyrics as the mains walked by them, and OH GOODY, the prospect of the town's signature BAKING CONTEST! Gee!

I think the final sloppy direction that threw me was the incredible disappearing cupcake. The cupcake shop lady gives John a bag and Meghan a single cupcake, which she holds in her hand as they start to leave the shop. By the way, they don't pay. Then, when they emerge onto the sidewalk, he has his bag but the cupcake mysteriously disappears! Did she trash it in defiance of having been shamed into the bake-off? Sadly, we'll never know, because very soon after that we nuked this boring mess.

Everyone is sickly sweet and overly perky and that would make you more nauseated than the over-iced cupcake, if you could ever get it to your mouth before it vanished into thin air.

We have Charlie Hudson and Joe Donovan. If the movie had Rex it would be ideal!

John Reardon gets to act with his real life wife Meghan Ory, so the chemistry is already there.

Its your typical Hallmark Christmas movie, but to me this was extra special seeing Charlie Hudson and Joe Donovan together in different roles. Nothing really out of the norm here. Typical plot line, but still entertaining.

Man I wish this had Rex in it.

The best friend is a treat to watch with her over the top Christmas spirit, which I love.

Beautiful scenery, and a great way to spend 90 minutes.

Again I wish Rex was in this.

Why has no one mentioned the age gap of the supporting characters? I can't find Lindura's actual age, but in the film she looks like 20 and her love interest looks 70. I thought their initial interaction was maybe two people who thought they could be long lost father/daughter.

I don't know if I can finish the entire movie or I might just have to skip to the end. We all know Hallmark movies are far fetched and just meant to be feel good movies at Christmas, but just seems off. I like the main characters in other movies I've seen, and I know they're married in real life so maybe that's why they seemed like they got too comfortable too soon. Being a guest at "Christmas land" you'd think there would be activities for her to be doing rather than spending alone time 24/7 with him.

The actors in this movie deserved a better script than the one for this movie. They have shined in other Hallmark movies but this script made that impossible. It was so painful to watch this Christmas movie! The movie could have possibly built on an earlier Christmas Land movie as a foundation and continued the story. It could have introduced problems with keeping Christmas Land as a thriving enterprise and the issues that presented its inhabitants. That might have made for a more interesting storyline and given the actors more to work with. Maybe Artificial Intelligence could have embellished the script!

Or is it AI? Seriously, you bury body mics under wool turtlenecks and you need a human to use EQ, or you get unlistenable mud like this. Look no further than scene 1. Lindura is cute and vivacious, but she is a motormouth who mumbles, and you can't tell me you understood a word she said without CC turned on, or, until her final scene where she wasn't wearing a scarf. Forget the age difference creepiness which was omfg bad. Forget the amount of exposition needed up front to construct the hokum at the heart of this. Forget the barrels of fake snow for the scenes shot on a blazing hot day in July. Forget the truckloads of garland and ribbon in the lady's kitchen, including the garland wrapped around THE OVEN. This movie sums up what Hallmark has now reliably become, a parody of itself, creating packaged characters in packaged settings. And the story, the plot, makes no sense and does not matter.