Every year, ABC’s Family Channel runs a season-long marathon of schmaltzy Christmas movies. Some are broadcasts of movies released in theatres in previous years; some are made-for-television movies from their extensive vaults.
In many movies, Christmas is in jeopardy, because Santa is in trouble/has amnesia/is locked out of the North Pole/wants to go on vacation/has lost the reindeer, or because an individual or a family is in danger of losing that Christmas feeling. In some, it’s boy meets girl, boy and girl hate one another, boy and girl realize the other isn’t so bad, boy gets girl, but only after some Christmas stuff.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, the movies have absolutely nothing to do with the real meaning of Christmas. But I don’t care.
I love them all.
It may have started during an all-day marathon decorating session several years ago, when I turned the television on for some noise and ended up watching three or four of the movies in a row. That may well be why the decorating took so long, come to think of it. Anyway, I was hooked.
My favorites are the made-for-television movies, with one B-list actor whose name and face you recognize as the lead, and a whole host of other B-listers whose faces look vaguely familiar as the supporting cast. In spite of the often thin plots, the acting is generally quite good.
Vacation begins at the end of the week. The plan is to spend at least a bit of the afternoon Saturday watching a silly Christmas movie, sipping hot chocolate, nibbling on a few of the wonderful cookies from today’s swap, letting the cares of the work world slip away.
After that, I just may be ready for Christmas
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