Come on, did you really think I would leave off a movie where a guy kills Santa? Any film that begins like that is kind of punk rock. But this is Disney, and we know from Bambi to Lion King, Disney LOVES f*cking little kids mind’s up. This film is no exception.
I mean, if you stop to think about it, doesn’t this movie imply that every Santa is killed off by the next Santa? It might not, actually. I can barely recall, but I digress. I am getting side tracked. My “write a normal, sweet article” meds are clearly wearing off.
Anyways, what can you say about The Santa Clause?
Honestly, it was a lot cuter and sweeter than I thought it would be. Tim Allen actually ended up working pretty well as the big man, and the movie had some fun ideas. I think children and adults like it because the young ones will be laughing while adults are remembering that time Santa was busted in the seventies with cocaine.
Unfortunately, The Santa Clause is another film whose very name has been sullied by awful sequels, but when we think of the original, we flashback to a simpler time. Namely, 1994. Tim Allen was pretty cool because of his show Home Improvement (a name that thought it worked on two levels) and the masses were ready for a new Christmas movie. Cue Tim Allen killing Santa and then stealing his life like The Talented Mr. Ripley, and you have the makings of a modern day Christmas classic that folks of any age can fall in love with.
