Who doesn’t love a bit of no-nonsense fun and tradition? In 1991, Brits everywhere were treated to a delightful film called Father Christmas. Directed by Dave Unwin at a time when the world wasn't yet held hostage by political correctness, this animated masterpiece brought to life the quirky character from Raymond Briggs’ book. The setting? Everywhere Santa would go when he wasn't in his usual North Pole home. The film takes audiences on a cheeky yet heartwarming journey through Santa’s seemingly mundane yet extraordinary off-duty days.
First off, let’s address the elephant in the room. Father Christmas isn’t your typical cookie-cutter version of Santa. This isn’t the endlessly joyful and impeccably perfect Santa liberals gush over. Instead, this film portrays Santa as a grumpy, somewhat selfish, yet ultimately endearing figure who, gasp, even takes a vacation! We get a Santa who breaks away from the stereotype, showing a more human side, peeling back the layer of jolliness to reveal someone who, like us, needs a break from the daily grind.
One might chortle at the idea of Santa lounging poolside, but it’s this very portrayal that makes this film a gem. Father Christmas embarks on low-key adventures, and gasp, gives what some would call blunt perspectives on various cultures during his travels. Whisked away through France, Scotland, and Las Vegas, this Santa isn’t concerned with being politically correct as he forms opinions and experiences each culture in his own, shall we say, traditional way.
The film doesn’t shy away from depicting Santa’s hobbies either. Picture this – Santa meticulously tending to his garden with a cup of tea in hand, a true representation of an Englishman at heart. There's even a charming cottage where his post-office works its function without being disrupted by unnecessary modern gimmicks. As you might expect from any good film of the era, there’s no confusing messaging or over-the-top wokeness, just pure entertainment and a bit of clean fun.
While kids today are inundated with computer-generated plasticized films, Father Christmas stands as an important reminder of the simple joys associated with traditional animation. This film is not here to bowl you over with modern tactics and glorified agendas but offers you a moment to relax and laugh out loud with family. Let's face it, it’s an antidote to today's sensory overload in young minds.
Raymond Briggs has given us something to chew over in his characterization of Santa. Instead of a saccharine depiction, we get a multi-dimensional character that earned a place in the hearts of many conservative parents for his bluntness and authenticity. The cranky yet endearing nature portrays a Santa who is perfectly capable of juggling gifts and managing time-offs without drowning in today’s slick marketing drivel.
Now, indulge me why this film remains significant today. It’s far from forgotten, gaining a spot within the holiday traditions of many households each year. And why wouldn’t it? There is an enduring charm to a character who fearlessly shirks tiresome conventions, doesn’t anxiously fret about social repercussions, and, most importantly, isn’t vying for a medal for holding the most virtuous Christmas in history.
This brings us to what may be special; the unchanged authenticity resonates even more today. Amongst countless rehashed Christmas blunders and politicized narratives, Father Christmas boldly adheres to its original charm. It doesn’t cater to widespread societal validations nor bends to please everyone. Instead, it exists as a fond reminder of simpler times.
True, Father Christmas doesn't perfectly fit the sought-after norm, but let's not forget that its significance lies in its steadfast adherence to tradition. As we laugh at Santa’s grumbles and cheer his everyday victories, it feels like even good ol’ Santa would agree, the film isn’t wrapped in pretenses, just pure flannel! Here’s a toast to Father Christmas, a film that remains wickedly true to its roots, unpolished and proud.