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I believe this is my tenth post in the series of Christmas film reviews, and I really wanted something enjoyable and harmless to watch which wouldn’t tax my poor brain. Single All The Way had been recommended as one such film. Single All the Way is a classic Christmas romcom – and I mean that as a compliment. This is […]

I’m on day nine now of my Christmas films review series. Taking a quick break from Netflix, this time I popped over to Amazon Prime to see whether their big Christmas movie for 2025 – Oh What Fun – was truly as bad as everyone said. And I can confirm that yea, it kind of is. Oh What Fun is

My sister recommended I watch this one; not in the sense that she enjoyed it, but she felt that after reviewing two passable films in a row the kids and I deserved something to hate-watch. You can see the rest of my Christmas film reviews here. A Castle for Christmas is a festive romcom that somehow feels both interminable and

Holidate has been repeatedly suggested by people following my much-revered Christmas Film Review series and to be honest I thought I’d already seen it. Evidently, I hadn’t. So today, along with my boyfriend, my dog and my hangover, I watched it in bed. Holidate is a film about two people who agree not to fall in love. Obviously they then

Day six of ‘watching Christmas films and reviewing them every day until I am sectioned’ and I went into Our Little Secret with my guard up and my standards low. What I did not expect was a film with decent pacing, coherent character motivation, and a heroic amount of interpersonal mess that never once made me want to scream or

Working title: A Festive Lesson in Why You Should Never Let Men Choose Films Based on Old Crushes Last night I made the catastrophic mistake of letting my boyfriend select which Christmas film we were going to watch. He chose ‘Best Christmas Ever‘, featuring Heather Graham, purely because of his early 2000s crush on her. This was a decision that

Cards on the table: Champagne Problems is, shockingly, one of the first new Christmas films I’ve reviewed that hasn’t made me want to lunge headfirst into the nearest mulled-wine vat. I didn’t feel angry, no one shat on feminism, and for once the main couple were not only legitimately hot but also capable of beige acting with enough sparkle to