Okay so here’s how my ratings will work:
Actual Rating:
This is a general 0-5 star rating much akin to the ratings you’ll get anywhere
else. This takes into account things like: writing, directing, acting, all
those things they teach people in film school that they think are important.
Enjoyment rating:
This is my personal bias. A film might get 1 star up above and 5 stars down
here because for some strange reason I really liked it. A good example of this
would be Troll 2 or any movie with puppies. I freaking love puppies.
Kate’s Cryometer:
Sometimes a movie is complete crap. The writing, the directing, the acting, and
the lack of puppies, come together to make a complete film abomination, but for
some strange reason Kate still cries. I figured I’d include this for all those
people out there looking to get their heartstrings pulled.
Blasphemy Rating:
Every once in a while you can get a great film that I really enjoyed and made
Kate cry that also flies in the face of the very God I love and worship.
Usually it’s somewhat subtle, sometimes it’s blatant, but I figured this should
be at least noted for those of you who want to avoid facing theological and
existential crises when trying to enjoy a film on the ol’ Instant Queue.
So here it goes. A review of Christmas Cupid:
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I've already run out of funny captions... |
Actual Rating:
2.5 a completely average film, no offensive mistakes in filmmaking but
certainly no accomplishments either. This film has that fresh factory made
taste that some people love. Enjoy it with a Twinkie and a can of store brand
“Dr. Thunder”.
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He got his degree at Mediocrity University |
Enjoyment:
3 it was incredibly mediocre but
since it was a Christmas movie I found myself flooded with feelings of
nostalgia, and since it was another rehashing of The Christmas Carol it
reminded me of 2 of my absolute favorite Christmas things. 1. Boy Meets World
Christmas episode. 2. A Muppet Christmas Carol. Both are flawless in my opinion
and so this movie gets a slight ratings boost.
Kate’s Cryometer:
3 slight misting. Much to my surprise, and to her’s, she found herself
getting really sad at the thought that (SPOILER ALERT!) the lead character’s
angel friend was going to die and go off to heaven. It certainly was trying to
pull the heartstrings.
Blasphemy Rating:
5. This is the kind of film that
when you stop and think about it you realize that arguing about Love Wins for
months could never stop Hollywood from pissing all over Christianity just to
make a buck.
OVERALL: 2 stars
What really tipped the scales was the blasphemy, read on!
Let me start by saying it’s really
hard to mess up a Christmas movie. All you have to do is come up with some
slightly believable problem, solve it miraculously, and say “yeah! The spirit
of Christmas!” For me you can gain points by actually talking about Jesus (ie
Charlie Brown Christmas) and you can lose points by preaching the gospel of
overspending (ie Jingle All the Way, no offense former Governator).
I felt safe
watching this film and knowing that it would likely follow formula but then I
realized that this was ABC Family and as of late they’ve got this strange knack
for making things really uncomfortable. Sometimes I wonder if their writers rooms
are made up entirely of pedophiles trying to over-sexualize teenagers. Take the
laughably awful Secret Life of the American Teenager for example, I’m fine with
talking about teen pregnancy and the way that affects people but when every
character is defined by their sexual experiences I feel like I’m watching a
lifeless version of UK’s Skins. If people want smut there’s always the Internet,
we don’t need to be mixing it into every television show anymore.
So going
back to Christmas Cupid, we have a protagonist who is supposed to be the
Scrooge of the story, she simple doesn’t understand Christmas or how to love
people. Then we have the Marley (for those who are familiar with the Christmas
Carol) she’s like this sidekick that get’s the ball rolling. In this case the
Marley is modeled after self-obsessed and self-destructive teen star Lindsey
Lohan, but in the cartooniest way possible. When we are introduced to the
character she begins grinding up on a giant stuffed teddy bear because… well
she’s crazy and only cares about sex… with TEDDY BEARS?!?
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this seriously happened... |
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He is not amused. |
So here we
are with a heartless witch for a protagonist and a brainless drunken horn-dog
for a sidekick. I’m all about anti-heroes but this is just too much. Now a
typical Christmas Carol would have the lead character pass out for the night,
go through 3 different spirits who help them see the err of their ways and then
wake up to find it’s not too late. Instead we have the sidekick come back as a
ghost who shows the Scrooge 3 exes over the course of about a week all while
the Scrooge is trying to get with one of her exes even though she’s dating
someone else.
Keep in
mind that the Christmas Carol story only works with a completely depraved
Scrooge, that’s the reason why the Scrooge doesn’t have a love interest
typically, because he’s a soulless monster. In this film I’m supposed to believe
the main character is despicable at the same time I am supposed to think they
deserve to get with the great guy who has always loved them. Why he loves her,
no one knows. Why she deserves to get with him, no one knows.
All of that
complete no sense I was prepared to dismiss. I wasn’t looking for a film that
perfectly understood the greatness of the original Christmas Carol, I was
looking for some good Christmas-y fun. But when things start to wrap up and I
still feel like the main character is heartless and the sidekick is a self
entitled party girl none of the conclusion is heartwarming or even enjoyable. I
call this the “Something Borrowed” effect. For those who have seen the film you
know John Krasinki’s character is the only good person in the entire movie, and
he gets boned. Now in Christmas Cupid that guy from One Tree Hill that left for
greener pastures is stuck playing the good guy who ends up with a heartless
witch for NO REASON.
The thing
that really gets me though is that the big conclusion features the idiot party
girl (who died choking on a martini olive) GOING TO HEAVEN! Where there’s a big
party waiting for her.
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Not pictured: copious amounts of alcohol and man-whores (they were implied) |
Now since she died and has been a ghost/angel the only
help she’s given her friend is being a complete pain in the butt. She appears
at a conference meeting to make disgusting passes at the old man (which I’m
assuming was supposed to be funny) and almost gets the main character fired.
She continues being intrusive and disruptive while also maintaining this sense
of idiocy and self-righteousness… only so in the end she can go to heaven. How
is that anybody’s idea of how the afterlife works?? And now I’m stuck, having
wasted an hour and a half of my life, questioning the theological implications of
this nonsense plot. Oh, and Kate is tearing up*. If I could ask for my money
back from an instant queue, I would.
This movie
is so un-Christmas-y that it offends my senses. It’s one of those rare occasion
where the more good they try to do (like wrapping this whole mess up in pretty
nostalgic Christmas bows) only serves to make the film worse. If you were to
unwrap it and look at it as just another ABC Family movie it would be incredibly
mediocre, almost as mediocre as the long list of blonde white guys that
Christina Millian’s character dated. Apparently all of their casting consisted
of pointing at the pages in an Abercrombie ad and saying “we can make those abs
act!”
You cannot.
*Kate would like to clarify that “death of any kind makes me
cry”… sure Kate ;-)
**I would like to give a shout out to a stranger named Ashley Benson who made all of this possible with her nearly 3000 meticulously captured screens of this awful film. Many of them have zero views. What a shame: http://ashleybenson.info/photos/displayimage.php?album=196&pid=10082#top_display_media
I just want you to know that this is the funniest post ever. I'm reading it AGAIN at work and cracking up. It probably helps that we watched this together, and I'm remembering our incredulous looks at each other lol... I love you honey!
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