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- <title>
- Nov. 28, 1994: Cinema:Too Much of a Gooey Thing
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Nov. 28, 1994 Star Trek
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- ARTS & MEDIA/CINEMA, Page 80
- Too Much of a Gooey Thing
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p> A pair of Santa movies bears overstuffed sacks of sentiment
- </p>
- <p>By Richard Schickel
- </p>
- <p> Santa Claus? Of course we believe in him. If we can believe
- in Newt Gingrich we can believe in anything. The real question
- is, Do we believe in Santa Claus movies? There are two on screens
- at the moment, and the best that can be said for them is that
- they offer a clear-cut choice: you can take your seasonal dose
- of sappy sentiment either in stuffy traditional or tacky modernist
- form. Miracle on 34th Street, as befits a remake we probably
- don't need, offers us a Santa Claus cut along classic lines--round, twinkly and played with a nice, comforting restraint
- by the redoubtable Richard Attenborough. The Santa Clause presents
- us with an Anti-Claus, Tim Allen of Home Improvement, hard-edged,
- discomfitingly frenetic and spritzing cheerless one-liners.
- </p>
- <p> Certainly Attenborough has the more agreeable role, since his
- Kriss Kringle is utterly secure in his identity. He knows he
- really is Santa Claus and hasn't the slightest desire to be
- anyone else. How it is that he ends up defending himself in
- court when mean people question his sanity is a tale too familiar
- to relate once again: it has been available on television--in a less overbearing version--every Christmas season for
- almost a half-century. Given these circumstances, it betrays
- no secrets to say that aided by smart lawyering, shrewd media
- manipulation and a child's faith, he beats a bum rap.
- </p>
- <p> Allen, on the other hand, is obliged to play a man named Scott
- Calvin, a hard-charging, fast-rising toy-company executive who
- is pressed into service as a substitute St. Nick in circumstances
- at once too complicated and too stupid to explain. He finds
- to his dismay that the job is his for all eternity (that--Get it?--is the Santa clause buried in some fine print he
- didn't get a chance to read), and he is understandably skeptical
- about whether taking over operations at the North Pole is a
- great career move. To achieve a happy resolution of his dilemma
- requires the intervention of insistent (and charmless) elves,
- much desperate plotting and a number of cheesy special effects.
- </p>
- <p> Different as these movies are in tone and development, they
- both address the same basic issue. In The Santa Clause, Scott
- gets into trouble because he wants to rescue his son (Eric Lloyd)
- from the rationalism of his psychiatrist stepfather (Judge Reinhold),
- who keeps insisting that it is unhealthy for the boy to believe
- in fantasy figures. In Miracle, Kriss has to perform the same
- task for Susan Walker (Mara Wilson), whose Mom (an overchilled
- Elizabeth Perkins) represents unyielding reason.
- </p>
- <p> Risking Scrooginess, one might observe that commonsensical immunity
- to whimsy may be a bore, but even when carried to the grim lengths
- exhibited here, it's not a major cause of familial dysfunction.
- But forget that; we don't go to the movies, especially Christmas
- movies, expecting much in the way of useful social commentary.
- What's really wrong with these pictures--Attenborough's sweet,
- smart performance aside--is that their sentiments are completely
- predictable and completely unfelt. They're just the standard
- seasonal slush. You can get the same emotional and imaginative
- kick staying home and rereading your Christmas cards.
- </p>
- </body>
- </article>
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