In the fantasy world of a snowflake, the nostrils of Whoville town are prepared for Christmas. But on the mountain, Grinch, a worsening vision in the depths of green fur, invalidates the clock of the year and ruins Christmas for everyone.
Acceptable stress, family collapses, drunken drivers were practicing on their new bikes and struggling without a lot of effort from a dramatically increased suicide rate. However, at least for film fans, even worse, Hollywood’s time of year is opening up the most poisonous emotional spider. Look at witnesses such as Santa Claus (1985), Santa Claus (1994) or the obviously criminalized Jingle All the Way (1996) (interestingly, movies wrapping “Christmas classics” are not prone to Christmas; Oz Liberty (1939) A Wonderful Life (1946), both of whom do not trust the “celebration season” to study vest magic, portraying a much more soulful spirit).