I feel I should probably begin this review with a disclaimer. If you’re looking to read an unbiased overview touching on the plot of a classic Christmas film in a casual yet informative way this will not be it. If you want to read a hodgepodge of thoughts pulled from the psyche of a girl who believes the song ‘Sisters’ is the greatest duet performed by two blondes ever in the history of blondes performing, a girl who has tricked every boyfriend she’s ever had into watching White Christmas by telling her suitors the film was actually a war movie, a girl who believes the wardrobe designed by Edith Head for the film contains the holy grail of evening gowns – well, this is that review.
Lets talk about White Christmas.
At its core, White Christmas is your typical boy meets girl, boy loses girl romantic fiasco. Its also a bro flick where one wants the best for the other but manages to screw absolutely everything up along the way. There is also a good deed done for an old friend. There is a misheard conversation that causes oodles of drama. Plus, its a musical- and there is a lot of dancing. There are some heart strings pulled, there are laughs, there are tears and at the end…there is finally snow.
To watch White Christmas is to be transported to a world where you can be a private in the army, meet a celebrity and then become one! A world where you can be a struggling sister act and still manage to have the most deliciously decadent wardrobe imaginable. A world where you can put on an entire Broadway show, complete with massive sets, elaborate costumes and hundreds of performers within the dining room of a Vermont Bed and Breakfast just to help boost the profile of your friends failing business.
That is White Christmas. It isn’t Citizen Kane. Its predictable and its a little hokey. But, it is also MAGIC.