I was watching the Santa Claus 2 with Stephie while we were decorating her house the other day. When this part came on we both stopped and watched. I don’t know, like a terrible train wreck, we couldn’t look away. It was painful for me. Physically painful.
I’m one of those people that can’t watch the horrible American Idol auditions. I mean the ones where the poor people can’t carry a tune and don’t seem to know it. Those hurt me. Physically. I’m not kidding. I squint my eyes. I ball up my fists. I screech. Then I turn the channel. Or God forbid if I go to a wedding and the bride’s sister sings. Just because she’s the sister. Not because she can sing. I almost throw up during the entire rendition of The Lord’s Prayer.
But this moment in the Santa Claus 2 is worth the physical pain. I love it. I hate it. I love it. On Thanksgiving day at Baby Sister’s we sat around and watched just for the painful fun of it… push play if you dare and watch what I believe is the most painful moment in Christmas movie history! (Do you agree?)