Pieces of April and National Lampoon’s Thanksgiving Family Reunion (review)

Family: It’s what Thanksgiving is all about, isn’t it? I mean, besides the waiting for the arrival of Santa to wrap up the Macy’s parade in the morning and the gorging in the afternoon and the massive cleanup in the evening. In between Wednesday’s hard-hitting Eyewitness News dispatches from the embeds at the departures terminal at the airport and Friday’s disgusting Roman bread-and-circuses spectacle of hoards of deranged women in patchwork snowman sweatshirts racing for the $8.74 DVD players in Wal-Mart at 5:30am, there’s a whole day to just hang out with the people you love while the turkey roasts.

The Santa Clause and Jack Frost (review)

Little did I know when I reviewed Jingle All the Way that it is part of a trend in 90s holiday movies in which inattentive, workaholic Boomer dads go all out in attempts to win back the affections of their young, ignored sons. But while Jingle’s Arnold has to resort to a girly endeavor like shopping in the effort to appease his spawn, The Santa Clause’s Tim Allen and Jack Frost’s Michael Keaton have a much cooler alternative: magic. Allen deals in white magic; Keaton’s, unfortunately, is of the darker variety.