5/10
Meh.
21 November 2021
1971. Back in those days, he says, we asked a girl's father for her hand in marriage.

And had black and white photos...

Excuse me? I was 17 in 1971. We had Polaroid cameras. We had touch-tone phones. We were hippies. No one asked anyone's father for their hands in marriage. Free love was the name of the game. We didn't ask anyone for anything.

Geez, writers-at least get your facts right for the decade you're writing about.

It's these ridiculous glaring inaccuracies that takes us out of the story you are trying to tell. Try getting the little things right so we can get into the story without yelling at the TV.

And while I'm writing, she went to culinary school for a couple of years, makes a green bean casserole, and he tells her it looks amazing. What? A green been casserole? Every Tom, Dick and Judy can make one-with their eyes closed. Give me a break.

Couldn't get into the story because of some of the stupid dialogue.

I'll try it again to see if I feel the same way. I'm not holding my breath.

Lots of crappy Christmas movies made in 2021. Oh well. Maybe they're finally running out of good writers.
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