Dolly Parton is a time-honored, legendary country music star with a catalog of smash hits spanning decades. She's been inducted into multiple halls of fame. You might be surprised, then, to find out she made a Christmas movie that's harder to stomach than week-old Taco Bell.
Everything seems to be going wrong for Dolly in this movie-in more ways than one. Her big show is being sabotaged by seemingly everything imaginable. As opposed to blaming the incompetence of her staff, she spends a good five minutes of precious time ranting and singing about everyone's favorite punching bag: SATAN. Yes, folks-you heard that right. At least decent Christmas movies like "Home Alone" had the decency to blame Joe Pesci.
Even Willie Nelson couldn't save this one from being totally, completely, and utterly rotten. Were there a movie made whose sole purpose was to teach aspiring filmmakers how not to make a movie, this would be a fantastic candidate. I've been a fan of Dolly Parton all my life, but I have to call this one as I see it.
Everything seems to be going wrong for Dolly in this movie-in more ways than one. Her big show is being sabotaged by seemingly everything imaginable. As opposed to blaming the incompetence of her staff, she spends a good five minutes of precious time ranting and singing about everyone's favorite punching bag: SATAN. Yes, folks-you heard that right. At least decent Christmas movies like "Home Alone" had the decency to blame Joe Pesci.
Even Willie Nelson couldn't save this one from being totally, completely, and utterly rotten. Were there a movie made whose sole purpose was to teach aspiring filmmakers how not to make a movie, this would be a fantastic candidate. I've been a fan of Dolly Parton all my life, but I have to call this one as I see it.