The Thanksgiving House

This movie takes a solid forty minutes to give us our first glimpse of Mary, the main character, being at all likable or kind to anyone. Before this occurs, she takes pleasure in crushing insurance claims, smugly proclaims that she has no interest in her family, dates a sleazeball with a personalized license plate that says MO MONEY, and responds to any other characters with sneers and sarcasm--even her assistant / best friend (?).

It's one thing if she's supposed to be a Scrooge who is eventually redeemed, but the movie treats her as if we're supposed to like her right away. She gets the same empathetic treatment as any other Hallmark movie heroine, when she's obviously the kind of person we'd all avoid in real life.

Everett, the charming, passionate archeologist, falls for Mary for reasons that are completely inexplicable. She is outright cruel to him. Actually, all the women in his life are cruel to him. He should move away from Plymouth.

I did enjoy one line in the movie, when Bruce Boxleitner advises his son to "go digital." I really hope that was a Tron in-joke.