I do have standards.
But general circumstances are making it difficult for me.
There are no, count 'em no, Christmas movies at the library. Streaming videos on Netflix are getting scarier and scarier. They feature big animatronic reindeer. Sickly sweet children. Every cliche you can throw at a wall and see if it'll stick.
My standard is, if it could happen at any other time of the year, it's not a Christmas movie.
Thus, I offer you a non-Christmas Christmas movie:
The Snowglobe
At first, you can be forgiven for thinking that it's a Christmas movie. It's hustle-bustle in a Brooklyn deli. The main character is forever being put upon by her Italian mother and Cuban father. Switch apartments with your pregnant sister and her husband. Make up the difference in rent until Useless Husband gets a job. Marry one of the tenants in our building.
She gets tired of the pushing and pushing and finds herself magically transported into a snowglobe, hence the catchy title.
Oh, come on. Of all the guys in Hollywood just dying to make a break, they find this guy? And the stylist can't do anything but that with his hair? Oh, please.
It took a little research to find out this was just to showcase the pretty girl from Brooklyn, who is apparently a J-Lo wannabe.
Things are getting desperate.
I spared you 90 minutes of your life.
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