There are two kinds of Christmas people. Christmas Vacationers and A Christmas Storiers.
Except for my mother. Big Sara is totally a Mircale on 34th Streeter. She was very clear with me about this when I mentioned that I was struggling with how to really delve into this great Christmas Debate.
So here’s my theory… everyone has a kind of Christmas habit… they’ll either stop the channel flipping on Clark or Ralphie. Both have brilliant lines, scenes and both mean different things to different people.
I think that the films speak to different people in different ways. And I am concerned that I might be a middle of the road person. I truly believe this is one of the best lines in a film ever….
“We’re going to press on, and we’re going to have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tapped danced with Danny fucking Kaye.”
But I cannot contain myself when that kid can’t move his arms, or he puts on the bunny pajamas, or the whole you’ll shoot your eye out thing – I full out belly laugh… everytime. All 12 times that TNT plays it on Christmas Day.
It might be a generational thing… I don’t have the answers. I don’t know if anyone does. I just know that this great divide exists and I wonder about it everytime the holidays roll around. Can a Vacationer marry a Storier? Could they find love amidst their differences? Does this divide families? What does it truly say about each of us?
So today, I am sending these questions out to the cosmic void because I don’t want to judge anyone for their Christmas movie choices. I love each of you, no matter your choice.
But me, well, I think I am going to go watch “It’s A Wonderful Life”