|The amazing Elizabeth Mitchell, partially blocked by some guy|
Format: Hallmark Channel, baby!
Mostly I don't write up the Hallmark Christmas movies that I watch, because I don't really watch them. I put them on and do other things, how I'll sometimes watch a 4 hour baseball game on a Saturday or Sunday. You do some work or check email or talk on chat to someone while the movie is on. And when you do look up, it's mostly a game of Hallmark movie bingo, teasing out what the new formula themes are this year (military, servicepeople - mostly men, and veterans have been big the past two years).
But The Christmas Club (2019) was one of the more expensive version of the formula, where they'd hired actors you may have seen somewhere before rather than the usual "who is that?" stars of other than Hallmark movies, assembled from spare parts found in a vat of pumpkin spice, Coach purses, bedazzled iPhones, Lululemons and Uggs.
Longtime readers will remember that at one point I watched the now weirdly undiscussed series Lost, and during that period, I may have "lost" interest in the proceedings of the show, but, hey, it still kinda starred Elizabeth Mitchell as Juliet - the only character not as dumb as a bag of rocks.
Well, Ms. Mitchell has had a varied career since Lost burned to the ground and sunk into the swamp, and, hey, she remains an actress in demand. And we are delighted that Ms Mitchell could star in one of these films to bring a little gravitas and acting that doesn't feel like the Spring Texas Playhouse Community Theater's production of Picnic.
|See, here she is, making Christmas trees seem positively dull and boring by comparison.|
|get away from her, you terrible realtor man!|
Oh, and the house they show for the exterior of her place is maybe 1000 square feet, but it's an easy > 2400 sq ft inside. The kitchen alone is bigger than the house they show. Elizabeth Mitchell lives in a Tardis. As it should be.
Oh, yeah, also, I forgot what a Christmas Club is - basically a Christmas savings account so you can pay cash eventually for your Christmas. I have no idea why this is the title of the movie.
But, hey, look how great Elizabeth Mitchell looks in a red coat!
The magical old lady (who is not actually old, but bear with me) with $20 turns out to be Mrs. Clause, btw. It's always Mr. or Mrs. Clause making sure some lonely small towners are making sweet, sweet (totally chaste and never discussed or hinted at) love by Christmas Day. Why this is something they care about, I do not know, but I like that they're keeping things fresh in the minds of the low-key horndogs at Hallmark.
|Ugh. Yeah. So many people distracting the show from more Elizabeth Mitchell close-ups.|
Anyway - this was a thing I sort of watched.
Oh, hey, now that is a nice blue scarf.
|I hope Ms. Mitchell was warm enough|