Northern Vermont (“So far north that on clear days, you might be able to see the north pole…”) small town veterinarian, Allie, has been in a long-distance relationship with Washington, D.C. dude, Spencer, for a few years now. But things are about to change cuz Allie is about to bust out of this dump and move to D.C. to get that dick on tap 24/7! Fuck yeah! The End. Merry Christmas, motherfuckers! Feliz Navijizz, you know what I’m sayin’?
But nope, the film gods have a GROUNDHOG DAY-style romantic cockblockin’ in store for Allie in the form of a handsome widower doctor and his annoying, I mean, adorable daughter. On the day that Allie is supposed to leave the picturesque town of Evergreen, her three hundred year old, bucket of bolts, rattle trap, piece of shit truck won’t start…at the exact same moment the beau hunk handsome doctor and his annoying daughter walk by. Naturally, they strike up a conversation and almost immediately Allie’s entire clitoral network is doing back flips. Then the roads are shut down due to the weather and Allie is stuck in the same winter wonderland as this handsome doctor. Will Allie stay faithful to Spencer who seems to be a perfectly normal guy? Will Allie cheat on Spencer with the single doctor and then in Part 2 Spencer goes insane and starts murdering couples on Christmas Day? Will Allie get with the handsome widower doctor and live happily together for 50 years, then when they die and go to Heaven, the doctor returns to his dead wife and Allie lives alone and miserable forever in Heaven? Or once alone in Heaven, will she restart her long-distance relationship with Spencer who is now in Hell? Will I get tired of coming up with goofy questions so I can publish this shit and go finish season 2 of Wednesday?
I actually really enjoy CHRISTMAS IN EVERGREEN and had a blast watching it. I had to watch the fucker twice since I was talking shit literally the entire movie. It was awesome. Good acting, Christmas decoration overdose, a weird side story about a magical (evil?) snow globe that grants wishes, also a creepy Santa dude walking around and people would talk to him and tell him their personal business simply because he has a beard, good pacing with a lot packed into the script, driving down a (haunted?) highway and passing the same car three times in a row, interesting characters, happy people...everywhere. It was insane.
If you're into this kind of thing, then CHRISTMAS IN EVERGREEN is totally worth checking out. I'd watch it again in a heartbeat.
One thing that I was curious about while watching this film is, does anybody actually celebrate Christmas to this extent? I know sometimes people give out gifts to their kids or whatever, but do people actually eat dinner together and talk to one another? There's no fucking way. It's gotta be a fictional concept. Like time-travel, witchcraft, teleportation or love between two human beings.
[Update 09/14/2025: Just discovered there are more of these "Christmas in Evergreen" films. I don't know if they are sequels or spin-offs. Mail 'em to me and I'll find out!]
Part 2 - Christmas in Evergreen: Letters to Santa (2018)
Part 3 - Christmas in Evergreen: Tidings of Joy (2019)
Part 4 - Christmas in Evergreen: Bells are Ringing (2020)
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Thursday, September 11, 2025
Sunday, September 7, 2025
A WINTER PRINCESS (2019)
Her Royal Princess Carly takes a break from being royalty to secretly slum it among the “commoners”. You know, commoners who own ski resorts. Carly’s commoner job is the event coordinator for a high-end ski resort. She’s currently assigned to plan the big 50th year anniversary celebration party. It’s a big deal. Such a big deal that the owner's handsome brother is going to help her. He’s kind of a douche, but once he accidentally discovers her royal secret, he starts being nicer to her. What an amazing guy. She should totally fall in love with him. She does. The End.
I think the best way to quickly summon up A WINTER PRINCESS (besides saying that I was giggling the entire movie) is Carly and the handsome dude who’s family built the entire resort are having a hard time locating a venue to hold the party (cause I guess there are just so many choices in this remote mountain town) and finally after days of brain-storming, they’re standing around the local coffee shop eating cookies when Carly notices a map of the resort on the wall with a large building named “Summit Lodge” overlooking the entire resort, and she’s like what is this and the owner dude is like oh that’s a fucking perfectly maintained large building with a gorgeous view that’s just sitting up there that we don’t use for shit, but it’s still in perfect condition. Suddenly, Carly is like let’s have the party there! And everybody falls all over themselves telling her how brilliant she is. It was awesome.
Extremely bland camerawork, zero gore, zero nudity, zero cheerleaders, no ups, no downs, people wearing lots of clothing while inside buildings, the phrase “My muffin cannot contain any more butter.” never used even once, no cussing, white people as far as the eye can see, bland clothing, bland acting, bland dialogue.
A WINTER PRINCESS didn’t thrill me like DIVINE INFLUENCER or those two Amish romance movies, but I did enjoy the nothingness of it. It gave my poor handsome brain time to relax. I'd definitely watch it again. My only actual serious complaint is I was hoping for some gay romance sparks between Carly’s brother and that other dude. But nope. Lame!
I think the best way to quickly summon up A WINTER PRINCESS (besides saying that I was giggling the entire movie) is Carly and the handsome dude who’s family built the entire resort are having a hard time locating a venue to hold the party (cause I guess there are just so many choices in this remote mountain town) and finally after days of brain-storming, they’re standing around the local coffee shop eating cookies when Carly notices a map of the resort on the wall with a large building named “Summit Lodge” overlooking the entire resort, and she’s like what is this and the owner dude is like oh that’s a fucking perfectly maintained large building with a gorgeous view that’s just sitting up there that we don’t use for shit, but it’s still in perfect condition. Suddenly, Carly is like let’s have the party there! And everybody falls all over themselves telling her how brilliant she is. It was awesome.
Extremely bland camerawork, zero gore, zero nudity, zero cheerleaders, no ups, no downs, people wearing lots of clothing while inside buildings, the phrase “My muffin cannot contain any more butter.” never used even once, no cussing, white people as far as the eye can see, bland clothing, bland acting, bland dialogue.
A WINTER PRINCESS didn’t thrill me like DIVINE INFLUENCER or those two Amish romance movies, but I did enjoy the nothingness of it. It gave my poor handsome brain time to relax. I'd definitely watch it again. My only actual serious complaint is I was hoping for some gay romance sparks between Carly’s brother and that other dude. But nope. Lame!
Monday, September 1, 2025
DEEP WATERS (1948)
DEEP WATERS is one of those movies where all of the tension, stress and conflicts could be resolved almost immediately if the characters would just talk to each other in an open and honest manner.
Twelve-year old Dean Stockwell (yep, the same Dean Stockwell from the original Quantum Leak TV show in the 80’s / 90’s) is an orphan from a fishing family who is now placed in a local fishing village by a social worker (Jean Peters) who has a deep hatred for the fishing industry because of how many people die from commercial fishing. Also, her ex-fiancée (Dana Andrews) is a fisherman and neighbor’s with the woman (Anne Revere) who takes in the boy. The social worker then gets upset when the boy shows an interest in fishing...in a fishing village where the only thing to do is fish.
All of the conflicts in DEEP WATERS arise solely from the characters not talking to each other. Then, at the very end of the film, when they actually tell each other their feelings everybody’s like...oohhhhhhh! Okay, cool. Then, literally, ride off together (in a boat) into the sunset. Normally, simplistic storytelling like that would put a thorn in my handsome sack, but with DEEP WATERS I didn’t care because I really like all of the actors in the movie and was just happy to see them perform. Especially Dana Andrews who’s always so relaxed and natural on screen. Dude is awesome. Also, Anne Revere is always just such a delight to watch in anything she ever did. Which, sadly, wasn't a lot.
Bland direction, okay pacing, zero gore, zero nudity, littering, weak as fuck story that's salvaged by solid performances. I am kinda tickled though by that poster art showing Andrews swooping up Jean in his lusty arms as the turbulent storm of his loins, I mean, the sea rages behind them...there was zero sexual chemistry between those characters in the movie. The sea was angry that day my friends, like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli.
Twelve-year old Dean Stockwell (yep, the same Dean Stockwell from the original Quantum Leak TV show in the 80’s / 90’s) is an orphan from a fishing family who is now placed in a local fishing village by a social worker (Jean Peters) who has a deep hatred for the fishing industry because of how many people die from commercial fishing. Also, her ex-fiancée (Dana Andrews) is a fisherman and neighbor’s with the woman (Anne Revere) who takes in the boy. The social worker then gets upset when the boy shows an interest in fishing...in a fishing village where the only thing to do is fish.
All of the conflicts in DEEP WATERS arise solely from the characters not talking to each other. Then, at the very end of the film, when they actually tell each other their feelings everybody’s like...oohhhhhhh! Okay, cool. Then, literally, ride off together (in a boat) into the sunset. Normally, simplistic storytelling like that would put a thorn in my handsome sack, but with DEEP WATERS I didn’t care because I really like all of the actors in the movie and was just happy to see them perform. Especially Dana Andrews who’s always so relaxed and natural on screen. Dude is awesome. Also, Anne Revere is always just such a delight to watch in anything she ever did. Which, sadly, wasn't a lot.
Bland direction, okay pacing, zero gore, zero nudity, littering, weak as fuck story that's salvaged by solid performances. I am kinda tickled though by that poster art showing Andrews swooping up Jean in his lusty arms as the turbulent storm of his loins, I mean, the sea rages behind them...there was zero sexual chemistry between those characters in the movie. The sea was angry that day my friends, like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli.
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