Fred Claus Review

Typing instead of phoning in as I have laryngitis and it's a little
hard to understand what I'm saying! I always get that when I get a
cold. I measure how sick I am in degrees of actresses. A little sick
= Brenda Vacarro, a lot sick = Suzanne Pleshette, forget it and stay
in bed = Bea Arthur. Today I'm Brenda. Yesterday my mother-in-law
thought I was my 14 year old son. Poor guy ... before when his voice
was changing people thought he was me. Now I'm sick, and people think
I'm him.

Throughout all this, I did find time to work in a movie. I took my
son and his best friend to go see Fred Claus. It hasn't been well-
received, and here's my thoughts on it. The movie couldn't figure out
what it wanted to be, whether they wanted to be cold and crude or
warm and fuzzy. I really don't need to see an elf and Vince Vaughn
standing at a urinal together. Really, I don't. Nor do kids need to
see Vince Vaughn beating up a bunch of Salvation Army santas whom
he's trying to impersonate to get cash for an off track betting
parlor. Fred Claus turned warm, though, once the role of Fred turned
warm. Once he got into the spirit of Christmas, so did the movie, and
that's when the crude jokes stopped as well. It was just ... odd ...
that it couldn't figure out what it wanted to be.

There's also a weird time problem with all this. After we see
Nicholas Claus born a long, long time ago, we move forward to modern
day and are told because he is a saint, his age was frozen in time.
Great, but his parents and brother aren't saints and they haven't
aged either. Oddly, Santa looks the oldest of them all.

My other thought was that the film should have been better than okay
or good with the names they have in their cast. Any movie with
Vaughn, Paul Giamatti, Kathy Bates, and Kevin Spacey should be much
better.

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