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A Merry Little Ex-Mas (contains spoilers)

This was actually worse than I expected. Like, I thought it would be a similar level to My Secret Santa but slightly higher quality since it had more famous actors. (I was pumped to see Alicia Silverstone and Melissa Joan Hart together!) The first half or 3/4 is like this, like harmless dumb jokes, the best ones involving a hot dumb jack-of-all-trades named Chet. Then it pivots hard for depressing sexist Hallmark at the end. Like, the whole movie is about how the protagonist sacrificed a good career and all her dreams to live in a small town with her husband, who then neglects her and forces her to do all the childcare while working herself. So the husband is obviously a tool and his only excuse is like "I felt pressured by my dads are gay," but it was still clear that they'd get back together bc it's that kind of Christmas movie. What really crossed a line for me was how the happy ending is that she once again gives up her career and dreams for him. Like, what... Netflix, if you're bold enough to give him two dads, please just give her a hybrid working arrangement or something. Also a lot of the characters just wander in and out of the movie. The Melissa Joan Hart character never does anything much other than be a sounding board for the protagonist, to the point that a great, completely plausible twist would've been that she was an imaginary friend. This could've been dumb but relaxing without like the last twenty minutes.
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