A timeless tradition in our household each year has been the viewing of Christmas movie classics.
Many of which most people are familiar with. A Christmas Story with Raphy and his Red Rider B-B gun.
"You'll shoot your eye out!"
There's Bing and White Christmas. That corny scene with Bing and Kaye singing 'Sister, Sister'. And I'm still feel a little toasty watching Vera Ellen's dance scene.
There's Miracle on 34th Street with a little Natalie Wood. "To market, to market to buy a fat pig! Home again, home again, jiggety jig."
I know I've missed a few.
But my all time favorite movie is It's a Wonderful Life. Good'Ol George Bailey and the Savings and Loan. Frank Capra's movie wasn't as big a hit as it should have been back then, but today Christmas wouldn't be the same without it.
Of course there are the hum-buggers...like Mr. Wendall Jamieson of the NYTimes.
“It’s a Wonderful Life” is a terrifying, asphyxiating story about growing up and relinquishing your dreams, of seeing your father driven to the grave before his time, of living among bitter, small-minded people. It is a story of being trapped, of compromising, of watching others move ahead and away, of becoming so filled with rage that you verbally abuse your children, their teacher and your oppressively perfect wife. It is also a nightmare account of an endless home renovation."
A lump of Coal for Mr. Wendell...
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