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History: Spirit for a Fair Go
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International: After the Revolution
Poetry: The Sound of Unions
Review: Bad Santa
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Bad Santa is a story about an itinerant worker with a difference. For more years than he could possibly remember in his permanently intoxicated state, Willie (Billy Bob) has donned the red threads and curly whites throughout December.
Hooking up with accomplice Marcus (Tony Cox) whose drag act is Santa's elf, the two target small town shopping centres throughout the silly season.
The game plan begins by humouring the local parents and their children as they flock to sit on Santa's knee and list their stocking filler demands. The end game involves separating the department stores from their prized stock and cash and enjoying the high life until the next time rolls round.
Willy is no bah humbug. He's just a regular guy - perhaps a tad more screwed up than most - out to do a job . But lately he's been down on his luck.
The guy's mojo is long lost and his charms are thin on the ground. Even his work ethic is slipping and his accomplice is getting jack of the on the job dangers that this creates.
Yet at a time when all seem to have deserted this badly bearded misfit, the Christmas season brings out of the woodwork two would-be friends that inspire in Santy a form of sentiment that is frankly surprising.
That's right ... sentiment and plenty of it, mostly expressed in growling guttural expletives are messages like: little things counting for much, the importance of making time for loved ones, compassion for those in need, and the fact that even in the coldest exterior often sits a warm beating heart which, if activated, can be capable of great beauty. Sigh.
All these timely sentiments and more are neatly gift-wrapped in 95 minutes of drinking, cursing, and swaggering fun. Sometimes the jokes get a little old and the boozing a bit sad, but if this is what it takes to make a Merry Christmas message bearable then bring it on.
'Tis the season for awful Christmas movies but, rejoice, this ain't one of them.
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