Some Christmas films are classics, aren’t they? Ones you can watch any time of the year. I’m looking at you Home Alone. In England, Channel 4 puts Home Alone on TV no matter what season it is. 30 degrees and blinding sunlight outside? Perfect time to sit down to watch a snow-filled American street. I remember watching Home Alone with my cousins when I was little, and the thrill of excitement at all the tricks he plays on the burglar. They watched it every year on Christmas Eve.
Some people prefer films that evoke the magic of Christmas – Miracle on 34th Street does that for me. Some people prefer to laugh-a-minute at Elf or National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (a personal favourite). Friends that are older than me like watching sweary comedies, but because I am still a child, I like pretty, delicate films. My all-time favourite Christmas film has to be Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. I have had it on video for years, but recently had to record it onto a DVD so on Christmas Eve I can watch an old movie on a modern disc in the blurry fashion of the 90s. It’s fantastic!
And, of course, I finish off Christmas Eve with a British staple. No Christmas is complete without the whole family settling down and watching The Snowman. Whenever ‘Walking in the Air’ begins, my mum turns up the volume to about 90, deafening me and the entire town we live in, sits down and cries. I sing, in my best operatic voice, which may be why she cries. And I wish I could be the little girl in the Austrian house, but flying with the snowman too. I am sure everyone in England tears up a little when the snowman dies. Even the most hard-hearted person cannot denies that!