It has been a big Hallmark Christmas movie season and I stand ready to declare the worst of the lot.
It is "Deliver By Christmas".
Officially, "sparks fly" when a widower meets a baker. Unofficially, Josh is a f*ckboi tech bro who is so far below this woman's hotness scale that the whole thing is farce. hallmarkmoviesandmysteries.com/deliver-by-chr…
I mean, look at her. And then look at him. Look at her. And look at him.
They aren't even in the same movie for 95% of it. Their "relationship" happens through texts. Listen, if there is a hetero woman anywhere whose fantasy is hooking up with a self-proclaimed "tech guy" through endless texts then I haven't yet met her.
This movie gets five Bless Your Hearts.
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I know I am late but I streamed the Taylor Swift almost-a-double-album-of-new-releases this weekend and SHE DID WHAT SHE HAD TO DO!
I am not surprised *per se*. She has been a good pop writer with killer instincts since she emerged from the country girl swamp. But she has never had much to say. She just says nothing really well. But this time she got words.
I actually said, “bish comme dit on?!!” to this track. 😂😂
Hallmark Christmas movie. Academic writer. Wrote a best-selling book. Her Dean calls to tell her that the “university press just wired your royalties. Two million dollars.” 😂😂
I really regret not capturing this on video. I apologize it. It is glorious.
I had an absolutely delightful retreat the first part of the day, followed by a typically horrible and racist medical consult in the afternoon. It is hard to communicate how much I loathe the medical industry.
He implied, repeatedly, that I couldn’t afford his services and rolled his eyes when he said “blacks”. I’m sure he doesn’t even know he did it. Or cares.
I despise medical doctors and maybe we aren’t talking about revoking the right titles
It is called Timeline. They’re existing in two different timelines that somehow crash into each other during Christmas. He is mid 30 year war and inherited the memories of every conflict through the big brain machine that socializes for the government. She has been in Hallmark.
She doesn’t understand war and keeps asking if his timeline doesn’t have enough Christmas cookies for everyone. He spends the movie trying to teach her the art of war through the micro interactions of competitive holiday decorations that drive the only conflict in her timeline.
When he inevitably returns to his timeline, he takes her gingerbread cookie receipt with him. The purity of biting off a sweet lifeless cookie head quells the desire for violent conflict that’s ruled his timeline. He invents ritual warfare for his people, bringing peace.