Retrospective: 35 Years Since The Griswold’s ‘Christmas Vacation’ By Jesse Striewski

Few writers have ever truly nailed the essence of the American family quite like the late John Hughes did, and I’d wager an even smaller percentage have managed to capture the sheer chaos of spending the holidays with said family then when Hughes penned National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, the third chapter in the Chevy Chase Vacation series that first began in 1983.

World’s above its 1985 predecessor European Vacation, this entry again finds the Griswold family (again lead by Chase and Beverly D’Angelo as his wife, Helen) just wanting to spend a “quiet” Christmas at home with family. But with the addition of each new relative appearing in the household (including Randy Quaid, reprising his role as the dimwitted Cousin Eddie from the first film), more and more madness ensues.

From chopping down the perfect Christmas tree, to dodging yuppie neighbors (including Julia-Louis Dreyfus in one of her earliest roles) and chasing after every animal known to man from dogs (“Snot!”), cats, and yes, even squirrels, there’s no shortage of characters to add to the charades.

It’s been three and a half decades now since the film’s initial release on December 1, 1989, and in that span of time the movie has become a beloved annual classic for families across the globe, often quoted at nearly any and every Christmas function imaginable. And each year department stores seem to push more and more Christmas Vacation-related merchandise for shoppers far and wide with everything from games, apparel, mugs, and much more.

By now the film has no doubt been overplayed to death with annual showings on cable TV and elsewhere. But despite this, it’s still an enjoyable enough seasonal must-watch every year (please excuse me while I go watch it for the 809th time). Happy holidays!

Film Review: Violent Night (Universal Pictures)

By: Jesse Striewski

For years now I haven’t been able to get behind what’s become of the action film genre, not impressed by the over-the-top fast pacing, seemingly dumbed-down a little more each year. I was really hoping Violent Night could’ve been the film that got me back into them, but alas, I found very little to like here.

It starts out promising enough; we’re instantly introduced to David Harbour of Stranger Things fame as a jaded, drunken Santa. Seems like a decent enough concept. But things quickly take a turn for the worse when the film becomes a blatant ripoff of Die Hard, finding him the lone wolf inside of a terrorist takeover (lead by John Legumizo) at one of the mansions his deliveries brought him to. What unfolds is some of the most (literal) painful screen time I’ve witnessed in a long time.

I know most people my age group and below are likely to disagree with me, but I found no redeeming qualities with this film whatsoever. The action scenes are unbearable, the jokes beyond lowbrow, and the characters some of the most unlikable in screen history (I especially despised seeing Beverly D’Angelo playing a heartless heiress). It then somehow manages to even parody Home Alone (which in hindsight maybe the film would have benefited from had it taken a more lighthearted tone throughout).

I went in really hoping to like Violent Night, but unfortunately that was far from the case. This movie was not “fun” in anyway to me at all, just utter garbage that I’d much rather permanently remove from my memory bank. In fact, the only thing keeping me from giving this a zero star rating is the inclusion of the Slade track “Merry Christmas Everybody” during the ending credits. Other than that, I’ll be fine if I never see this film again as long as I live.

Rating: 1/5 Stars