Showing posts with label Yuletide. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yuletide. Show all posts

Sunday, 31 December 2023

A time to reflect?

The Bishop's Wife (1947)
Director: Henry Koster

Even though 'It's A Wonderful World' (1946) may be hailed as the best Christmas movie of all time, the message behind 'The Bishop's Wife' is the same. Christmas is a time of giving (to the needy) and caring, and it is a time for peace on Earth. 'The Bishop's Wife' is nowhere listed as even the top thirty of X'mas films.

Christmas is in the air, but there is no peace in the life of Bishop Henry Brougham. The stress of getting funds to build a new cathedral is proving too much. He neglects his parish, his wife and daughter. The Bishop asks for God's guidance, and God sends him an angel to sort things out. In the neighbourhood, there is also a learned professor who has been procrastinating on his book writing. A wealthy widow is also trying to figure out how to utilise her husband's cash, give to charity, or contribute towards the cathedral. A nondescript angel, Dudley, comes in the form of a debonaire Cary Grant.

It is funny that the leaders of the same religion that calls for peace on Earth are the very same ones that call for war. The same people who call for equality are the very people who create trade imbalances. Somehow, when God supposedly created Man as equal in his own spitting image, He meant to make some more important than others. Some were designed to be slaves and to be whipped to submission. Others deserved to be colonised and bullied for their possessions.

They justify all these by building places of worship to glorify their own religion and erecting schools that denigrate other peoples' belief systems. A group of preachers are also hellbent on evangelising and converting as many lost souls as possible as they preserve prosperity in their own Motherland. The rest of the world can burn; they would find perfect bliss in fiddling!

Hey, it's Christmas. The message of peace on Earth, the glory of God and the joy of giving are the season's flavour. Come the new year, it is business as usual.


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A quote from the movie.

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Friday, 1 January 2021

Get real!

Bad Santa (2003)

Mention Christmas movies, everyone will think of the 1939 'It's a Wonderful Life' or perhaps 'Home Alone' or even Nakatomi Plaza, John McClane and the' Die Hard' franchise. I bet nobody would want to remember 'Bad Santa'. Most, if not all, Christmas movies try to spread the message of love and the joy of giving in general. In their own way, they try to convey that good prevails over evil, and the Grace of God will help overcome any adversities. Even the antithesis of Christmas - Charles Dickens' Uncle Scrooge in 'Christmas Carol' came around to finally see the spirit of the Yuletide. No, not in Billy Bob Thornton's depiction of Santa Claus.
Come to think of it, nobody likes to dresses in a fat man's suit to listen to children demands (yes, not request) for Christmas presents. These days, children are too smart to believe that there is an old saint up there in the North Pole who works all through the year with his elves making gifts for them as per request. And he has a list of who had been naughty or nice. To top it all, he can deliver all his presents in a single night on a one-man open sleigh squeezing through a chimney for a cookie and milk. DHL would be out of a job.

I remember an episode on 'Family Guy' (S9E3 -The Road to the North Pole) where Stewie and Brian go to the North Pole to discover an ailing Santa Claus because of exhaustion, wilting to the pressures of a highly materialistic world and a 'sweatshop' like working conditions of the elves in keeping with the demands of an exploding population number. It is not a gratifying to be a provider as they soon discover when they took over the ailing Santa's job. People are suspicious of anything free, and the idea of their child sitting on a hirsute old man with a lousy dressing sense does not excite any average parents. Whatsmore, in the pandemic times, coming in contact with someone who has been wandering around.

Anyway, the character of 'Bad Santa' is about an alcoholic who is generally a sourpuss who grudgingly dresses up as Santa annually to the beck and call of his 'partner in crime', his old midget friend who dresses up as an elf. They work in malls during the Christmas season, but their real MO is to rob the mall come Christmas eve. That particular, their path crosses with that of a lonely unattended boy who lives with an old demented granny. If you think Santa Claus will bring the joy of the festivities to everyone, look elsewhere. Here, Santa used the young boy's naivety to squat in his mansion and gave unlimited access to his out-at-work father's access to booze and other luxury accessories. At the same time, he and his elf friend with his Asian girlfriend architect their next heist. This dark comedy is an excellent diversion to the age-old lovey-dovey warmth atmosphere in a White Christmas that is often depicted in most Xmas films. It is set in the hot desert city of Phoenix, Arizona, by the way.

Dan Cowley @riflerangeboy
II just sent me a song in the spirit of the occasion. Ariana Grande's 2014 hit song asks Santa to tell her whether her new beau is for real or he will be one of her love interests who would disappear into the dark of the night. Maybe, it is just me, but I think this song would only excite a paedophile. The backup singers/dancers, even Grande herself, are way too young to be having many previous romantic trysts! The dancers look mere tweens for Christ sake.



Anyway, in the spirit of eternal hopefulness of better times ahead, Merry Christmas and a Happy 2021.

Tuesday, 24 December 2019

In the spirit of colour red and Christmas

What colour reminds you of Christmas? Some smart alec would attribute the colours green, brown, silver and gold combinations found on a Christmas tree as quintessentially the spirit of Yuletide. But what is the season without the red hue of the tunic of Saint Nicholas, you say.

There is a long-standing conspiracy theory that it is no mere coincidence that Santa’s ‘Father Christmas’ costume has the same hue as that of Cola-Cola advertisements. 


Coca-Cola did start using Santa in advertising in 1933. Santa had been portrayed almost exclusively in red from the early 19th century, and most of his modern image was put together by the famous American caricaturist, Thomas Nast, in the 1870s.
Thomas Nest is well known to have drawn the Elephant for the Republican Party. He popularised the Democratic donkey, Uncle Sam and Columbia, the female personification of American values. This man, dubbed as the American father of cartoons, is honoured for portraying the modern Santa Claus with a red tunic. 


A Thomas Nast Santa from 1881,
wearing the modern Santa suit
Before that, Santa was depicted in tan. Nest also drew in green. It was Haddon Sundblom, working as an advertiser for Coca Cola Company in 1931 who immortalised Santa's costume to remain forever red. How convenient, Coca Cola's corporate colour also became red; reminding potential to stock their homes with the red beverage which corresponds to the spirit of the Season of Christmas. This must have been the time Edward Bernays, the nephew to Sigmund Freud, who incorporated psychology into the retail business. 

The colour red also worked just fine to highlight the spiritual significance of X' mas. Red denotes blood, and for the celebration of a figure who would have to die to wash the sins of mankind, it fits pretty well. 

Think celebration, think red, think Coca Cola. 







Thursday, 27 December 2018

Rock on!

Whilst everybody is arguing about the political correctness of spreading the spirit of the festivities and whether Winterval should replace Christmas, and on the other spectrum, whether X’mas is a religious celebration at all, people forget the message behind any celebration. It does not matter if it is a pagan festival. The spirit of any get-together is the fellowship, the fun, the laughter and the strengthening of bonds of camaraderie, of family and the temporary amnesia of the accumulating thoughts of uncertainties of the future. 

As the arms of our family tentacles spread wide to explore greener pastures and in the advancement of careers, the number of remaining members slowly dwindles. If previously, greetings were expressed with bear hugs, exchange of presents and boisterous meetings packed with roars of laughter and trays of food, now we have to content ourselves with digital cards, heart signs and virtual kiss emojis. Messages after messages impressing and outdoing each others’ longing of the other regularly clog the family Whatsapp groups.

These are the gruelling needs of the time and an existential need to propel the family DNA up a notch from where the previous generation left it. If one were too sentimental and fail to be a realist but stay forever romanticising the so-perceived glorious past, he would be stuck in a dream only to awaken to realise that the next revolutionary bus had left us by. 

So forward we shall march with the fond memories of the yesteryears to spur us and the dream of a better future to engine us. The mistakes of yesterday will be the lessons to build a better tomorrow as we sail through the vast Ocean of Life on our minuscule and wayward vessels. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 

In the spirit of the Yuletide. 2009, Kajang.

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.”*