"Last
Christmas" is a funny, heartwarming, ultimately profound movie. It's being
marketed as a romantic comedy but it's more of a dramedy. There are funny lines
throughout, but "Last Christmas" deals with some tough issues, and towards
the end it sends a beautiful message.
Emma
Thompson co-wrote the script. Thompson previously won an Academy Award for best
adapted screenplay for "Sense and Sensibility." "Last Christmas"
traffics in unflattering stereotypes of Eastern Europeans and it tries to hard
to be politically correct, but its wit, warmth, and the chemistry of its stars,
Emilia Clarke and Henry Golding, won me over.
The
movie opens in the former Yugoslavia, in an Orthodox church, of all places.
Petra (Emma Thompson) is watching her daughter Katrina sing a George Michael
song.
Fast
forward decades later, and move to London. Kate (Emilia Clarke) is an
unlikeable mess. She works as an elf / clerk in a year-round Christmas store run
by Santa (Michelle Yeoh). Kate is homeless and couch surfs, sleeping with
friends and one-night stands. She dresses in clothes that are a little bit slob
and a little bit tramp. She's hard to like.
One
day she looks out the window of her Christmas store and sees Tom (Henry
Golding.) He's a very nice guy. Charming, handsome, and kind. Kate is suspicious.
Eventually
Kate and Tom get close enough that Kate confesses her dark secret to him. She
had been ill for a long time. Her mother seemed to enjoy too much having a
chronically ill daughter, so Kate had to move out of the house. A year earlier,
Kate had had a heart transplant, and she hasn't felt like herself since. Tom
encourages Kate to get her life together.
Kate
returns to her natal family, now living in London. Petra, Kate's mother, is a
stereotypical Eastern European. She is always sad, she sings mournful songs, she
uses outlandish curses – "I will nail you to my p----" – and she
refers to a dessert brought by a gay guest as "lesbian pudding."
The
TV broadcasts coverage of Brexit protests and Petra bemoans that people dislike
her because she is an immigrant. But she is a bigot herself, albeit a comical
one. "I blame the Poles," she says, about current anti-immigrant
sentiment in the UK. All this is played for laughs. Otherwise, the movie bends
over backward to be politically correct. Four relationships are highlighted in
the film, and all four are biracial, and one is a lesbian couple. The one group
this politically correct film recognizes it is okay to make fun of is Eastern Europeans.
Even so, I loved the movie.
There
are no spoilers in this review, so I can't tell you how the movie handles Kate's
transformation, from a total mess at the beginning of the film, to someone we
can take to heart at the end, but I found the plot device to be quite poignant,
and I left the theater with tears rolling down my face. The critics who have
given this film a low score need to have their credentials revoked and their
minds and hearts opened. Emilia Clarke and Henry Golding have terrific
chemistry, and I'd love to see them reunite in a more traditional romantic comedy.
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