I hate Christmas. It’s a huge stressful occasion in which we are all expected to put on multiple emotional performances, all of which must appear to our friends and family to be completely genuine, and which are supposed to inspire similar performances from the people around us. This is easy if your feelings are genuine, but it’s hell if anything is going on in your life that stands in the way of your unchecked happiness. The Christmas Spirit is a lot of pressure.
Paradoxically, I love Christmas movies. They ARE performances. Performers, who were paid for their work, performed on camera for me to watch when it gets dark, which is approximately twelve minutes after I get out of work at this time of year. I can feel things or not—totally up to me, no pressure. The trailer for The Knight Before Christmas made me fairly certain I was going to feel a lot of things. And I was not wrong.