Last weekend, I ended up watching ‘Christmas with the Kranks’ with the bloke and his kidlets.
The synopsis of this film is as follows:
With their daughter away, the Kranks decide to skip Christmas altogether until she decides to come home, causing an uproar when they have to celebrate the holiday at the last minute.
Which doesn’t quite cover it. Here’s how I viewed the whole thing:
The Kranks decide that with their daughter flying the nest, they will take themselves on a cruise instead of staying at home to celebrate Christmas. Much of this is due to their impeding sense of ’empty nest syndrome’. As such, they decide that going through the effort of putting up Christmas decorations is a bit wasteful, so they decide to not bother. They also opt to forgo their previous donations to various entities, as they have also decided to save their cash.
As a result of this, they are then hounded mercilessly by their neighbours and colleagues, because the lack of Christmas decorations and donations means that they are scrooges. Because of course it is everyone else’s business what they do with their time and money. Duh.
This is all going well and good – my sympathies are firmly with the Kranks at this point, as they’re not doing anything unreasonable. However, this is where the film gets really stupid. Their daughter phones up at the last minute to state that she is coming back for Christmas with her new fiancee. Do her parents at this point tell her that they have made other plans?
You’d be right to guess nope. This news causes a mass panic to get their Christmas decorations and party all arranged in the final hour so that their daughter will not even know that they were going to do Christmas a bit different in her absence. Of course, this involves the previously arsehole neighbours chipping in to help them pull this off, with no one actually pointing out that they were complete arseholes. That is all glossed over, because Decorations! Food! Presents!
Now, Mr Krank is still eager to do the cruise. Mrs Krank is hearing none of it, because apparently they should be happy their daughter is home because Christmas. So ultimately, he ends up giving his cruise to another couple, on account of it possibly being their last Christmas together due to the wife having terminal cancer. This is bearing in mind that the man of this neighbourly duo is one of the people who was incredibly awful to the Kranks throughout the film.
I can’t decide, after watching this film, if the underlying message is that you should conform to please everyone else around you, or if it is trying to subtly point out just how overboard and consumerist Christmas is these days. Either way, it left a bad taste in my mouth. I fail to actually see anything positive in how this turned out.
The Kranks should have stuck to their original plan, without all the fanfare, and told their daughter they had made other plans when she dropped her last minute change of plans on them. Mainly because part of growing up is that you start making your own Christmas plans, and partly because it is selfish to the extreme to expect that the people in your life will revolve their own plans around yourself, as daughter Krank does.
This would have made sense, but then there probably would not have been a film. Which in this case, would have been a service to the film industry.
My final verdict? This was 1 hour 34 minutes of my life that I won’t be getting back. I wouldn’t even watch this when bored.