Two films into this month's Christmas film festival. I am wondering if I have already hit rock bottom with this piece of crap that is so bad it barely mentions Christmas and certainly doesn't evoke the spirit of the holiday. At least The Christmas Candle had that going for it.
Olivia Newton John is a store mannequin brought to life after a little girl wishes she could have a mom for the Christmas holiday to be with her and her widower father. Almost immediately visions of one of the plots of The Twilight Zone come to mind. But Rod Serling never had someone as vacant as Olivia Newton John to deal with. In fact I think it's safe to say that Olivia Newton John actually plays her character with all the personality of a mannequin.
The comedy in this film is extremely forced and after a while the film features an incredibly tasteless plot turn where the living mannequin and the father fall in love with each other. There is just something very icky about a plastic mannequin being the obsession of a workahcolic male. It's kind of like he got himself a sex toy or something.
The little girl is played by one of the most appalling child actors I have seen in a while, Juliet Sorci. Sorci whimpers and simpers throughout the film when she's not having temper tantrums.
But fear not precious viewer. Like Pinocchio, the mannequin becomes a real
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