Watching Christmas movies

Down here, on the other side of the world, the one where Christmas day never sees snow and the temperature sometimes hovers around 38 degrees centigrade, we have neither the Hallmark nor the Lifetime channels.

OK, I can see that’s going to stop a lot of our American friends from moving here when things get a little too dangerous back home, ergo politics and guns, but there are other ways.

And having discovered how to get these movies, we’ve been watching a lot of Hallmark Movies and Mysteries, with an occasional side dish of Lifetime.

Romantic movies are good. Some might say they are soppy, but you know what? No violence, no guns, murders but only in mysteries, and endless happy endings.

I like a happy ending.

Of course, these romances fit a certain storyline as do the Christmas stories, the latter blending a romance and another element that reinforces the notion that Christmas is good.

But whatever the circumstances, I’m trying to convince myself that’s the case because a lot of the time we’re dealing with broken families, dead partners leaving still mourning children, people who work so hard they have no life, or worse, don’t have time to go home and share the joys of Christmas with family.

Oh, and then there are those who don’t want to go home for any number of reasons. I know if I had a choice I would not have gone home to see my parents, but that’s a whole other story.

And despite all of the trials and tribulations, and the obligatory misinterpretation, by the end, through a complicated series of manoeuvres and plot holes, either the broken family or the broken heart is mended.

How much more good feeling can you want in what is called the festive season?

Well, for me, it is the endless wide shots of rural America under a blanket of snow, the very epitome of a Christmas card scene. It’s the snow laying all about as you walk along people-filled streets, the Christmas decorations, both in the streets and in the houses, and they go all out to fill the house and every room with an abundance of decorations.

They have real trees, bought from a Christmas tree lot or farm, and not just any tree, one that fits the 50-foot ceilings that almost require a scissor lift to get the decorations on. And a tree in every room. We have a five feet tall artificial ‘lifelike’ tree that would not pass the movie test.

The only let down if it could be called that, is the fact that these movies are sometimes made in summer, and the town locations are dressed. And in all, I seriously doubt the falling snow is real, after all, no one can make it snow on cue.

So, now it’s time to take all if those movie experiences and write my own Christmas story. I’ll let you know how it goes.

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