Film is what we mean when we say media. It may be the most contributory element of culture today. It is our agenda, our mood enhancer, reality. When we argue the good and bad of Christmas, we reference shows and cinema.
The genre of Christmas movies has been overrun by a single romcom formula wherein the birth of the Savior is mere backdrop. Lauryn Marie’s “Christmas Movies” nudges the bear with gentle irony and tinkly pop. It would be great in a soundtrack after the declarations of love.
Jason Michael comes right out with country barking and names the problem: “You, Me & Hallmark Christmas Movie.” Real drunken life isn’t like those.
“Christmas Like the Movies” sets Santa and all the trappings into the doldrums of mumblecore. Richard Watson troubs this folk into the dumps. Love it.