5 Christmas Movies for Christmas Haters

For me, the first 11 months of the year are merely a prelude to the Christmas season, but I get that not everyone shares my jones for Yuletide. Whatâs great about the wide and wonderful world of holiday films (which I explore in my book ‘Have Yourself a Movie Little Christmas‘) is that for every ‘Miracle on 34th Street’ and ‘Itâs a Wonderful Life,’ there are plenty of flicks out there for all the Grinches who canât wait for the plastic Santa and the inflatable snowmen to go back into the attic.
(Check out this Christmas movie montage for highlights from all your favoriteâor least favoriteâholiday films.)
âThe Refâ
Kevin Spacey (in that wonderful portion of his career before he wanted audiences to love him) and Judy Davis play a married couple whose epic arguments would feel right at home in âWhoâs Afraid of Virginia Woolf?â On Christmas, jewel thief Denis Leary takes these two hostage and finds himself having to act as their de facto marriage counselor to keep them from blowing his cover in front of Spaceyâs awful visiting relatives. Apart from a slightly gooey ending, this oneâs hilariously acrid.
âA Christmas Taleâ
In this intimate, art-house piece by Arnaud Desplechin, itâs not just the holidays that reunite the contentious members of a French family. Mom (Catherine Deneuve) needs a bone-marrow transplant, and she has no qualms about amassing as many potential donors as possible, even if it means bringing exiled son Mathieu Amalric (âQuantum of Solaceâ) back into the fold. Ferociously unsentimental and darkly funny, this movieâs so intelligently written that youâll find your allegiances changing from character to character upon repeated viewings. (Another great unhappy-French-family comedy is the deliciously dysfunctional âLa Bûche.â)
âBad Santaâ
Mall Santas were never the same after Billy Bob Thorntonâs indelible turn as a drunken, petty, kid-hating Father Christmas whoâs really there to rob the store safe on December 24. Lauren Grahamâs horny, holiday-fetishist bartender leads a brilliant supporting cast (including Bernie Mac, John Ritter and Cloris Leachman), but itâs Thorntonâs show all the way. He never makes an effort to create sympathy for his messed-up character, and of the three DVD versions floating around, the directorâs cut is the shortest, and the one in which Thornton has the least redeemable moments. But whichever one you watch, this is one of the most crudely riotous Christmas movies ever.
âThe Silent Partnerâ
Christopher Plummerâs Santa is as scary as Thorntonâs is drunk. The former Captain von Trappâs not a bell-ringing collector for charity, mind you, heâs really there to rob a bank. Teller Elliot Gould figures out whatâs up and devises a way to steal most of the money himself while making Plummer take the fall for just a handful of bills. Thus begins a chilling game of cat and mouse between a violent criminal and a nerdy white-collar worker. This gripping thriller (written by Curtis Hanson, who would go on to direct âL.A. Confidentialâ) makes an exciting antidote to too much comfort and joy.
âChristmas Evilâ
In John Watersâ favorite Christmas movie, Brandon Maggart (Tony-winning actor, father of Fiona Apple) stars as a Santa-obsessed man who works in a toy factory, spies on the neighborhood kids to make his own naughty-and-nice list, and paints a sleigh on the side of his creepy white van. Then he really goes around the bend and starts killing people who he thinks are lacking in Christmas spirit. Wonderfully warped and disturbing (the filmâs original title was âYou Better Watch Outâ), this one stands out among an ever-more-crowded field of Yule-themed horror movies. Itâs about as far from Frank Capra as you can get this Christmas.



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