Like the inevitable character in a third of Hallmark Channel Christmas movies, I fear I have lost “The Christmas Spirit.” In hopes of finding it, I will be watching a ridiculous number of Christmas movies on TV. Here is my story…
Life with Father (1947) TCM
-The classic pre-film spiel from some guy in a tweed coat. This particular guy was VERY bad at math.
-A promise that this father is “stern, strict, and sexist.” Oh, lovely.
-A weird thing about redheads?
-Um, this movie is about being baptized? Yeah… I don’t know that this one is going to get finished.
-In Adam’s words, “This ends with the father dying a horrible death, right?”
-This movie is “based on a true story.” I want to make it clear, if this man’s family didn’t know he wasn’t baptized (when religion plays such a large role in their lives), it wasn’t because of an adorably comical oversight. It’s because he didn’t want them to know. You’ve got to love a marriage based on lies, emotional and financial abuse.
-Y’all, this man is going to hell either way, so please just move on with your lives.
The TCM website lied to me—it said it was a Christmas classic. Oh, also I hated this with a vengeance. I fast forwarded through a lot of it. I hate that I just spent any time on this.