I’ve never been a particularly big fan of Christmas, I had to wait until last year actually for my first enjoyable Christmas, and although last Christmas was most definitely well worth the wait; prior to that I’d experienced twenty terrible Christmases in my lifetime.
Last Christmas was incredibly special, I got to spend it with my soul mate and I loved every second of it. Whilst I’d never previously enjoyed a Christmas though, I’ve always been a big fan of Christmas films. I guess the reason I’ve always been such a big fan of them is because watching them was to witness Christmas as I always felt it should be. They’re magical, the occasion seems so special, and everything just seems perfect. Prior to last Christmas though, my personal experience of Christmas was that of dysfunctional families, falseness around the dinner table, and post-dinner family member tears. Not quite the idyllic Christmas joy you see in the films, that’s for sure.
Black Christmas was the film I watched today, not the original 1974 movie mind, but instead the terrible 2006 remake. I thought it’d be enjoyable, I love horror films, and remakes of popular 70s films can often be really good. This one wasn’t; Glen Morgan’s Black Christmas remake wasted away 84 minutes of my life, 84 minutes I’ll now never get back – thanks Glen. Watching Glen Morgan’s Black Christmas was almost as pleasurable as spending Christmas with my family, almost, but not quite even that good. Black Christmas provides for painful viewing, and whilst watching the film I just always felt a bit bored. It’s not as though it’s a long film, in fact at 84 minutes it’s actually pretty short; it gets old quick though, and after just ten minutes I was already waiting for the film to end and eagerly watching the timer on the DVD player tick slowly away.
With Christmas fast approaching I figured that now would be as good a time as any to watch Glen Morgan’s Black Christmas, having watched it though I just really wish I hadn’t bothered. I haven’t actually seen Bob Clark’s 1974 original, I will watch it soon though and I have no doubt whatsoever that his original telling will be far superior. Bob Clark sadly passed away in April 2007, his films live on however and he also famously directed the first two Porky’s films, and not so credibly directed Baby Geniuses 1 and 2 as well; two films seen by many as being amongst the worst movies ever made.
What I was hoping to be a fun Christmas slasher turned out to be a total waste of time, I will credit the film with one thing though; it’s a lot better than Michael Cooney’s Jack Frost so it’s certainly not the worst Christmas horror movie ever made.
UK based film graduate with a huge passion for music, sports and video games.
