We don't see the appeal of A Christmas Story

What's funny is my stepmom's (god just typing that makes me wanna throw up) love for it is part of the reason I hate it.

 

Two words: Shitter's Full!


That said, trying to glean anything inherently "good" from A Christmas Story is missing the point.

It's just been one, since the advent of cable. So people have fond memories. Has little to do with the film itself.

And, Bunny Scene!

 

Now for the moment. Go Ralphie! Go look behind the tree.

 

Okay, who puts a partially cooked turkey on the counter anyway?

 

Deck the hoars with bows of roary, ra ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra

 

Try calling her your father's wife instead. That's what I always called mine when my father was still around. I won't repeat what I have called her since.

 

To me, and I haven't seen it all the way through, this is a veritable piece of Americana.

There's no way this movie gains any momentum in any other country, but those who have lived here for a while get it, and understand its place in this country's psyche.

 

And like any other movie, some people love it and some hate it. No big deal either way

 

I have called her that, but whenever I say my father's wife people always say "your mom?".

 

I also have never understood the appeal of this movie. If you guys wanna start a newsletter or an anti-fan club...telethon, whatever...just give me a holler.

 

Always been kind of partial to it, because I looked a hell of a lot like Ralphie when I was a kid. Except that he had way more stylish specs than I did at that age.. and the damn movie was set in 1940-ish.

The old man makes the movie.. like saying the green lights are out when it's the blue, saying how the Olds would freeze up in the middle of summer on the eeee-quator. Plus, I think it speaks to any of us who have ever gotten the one thing one christmas that we truly, truly wanted.

 

All I can say to that DD68 is


Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra