Christmas Movie #3
Synopsis: The Griswold clan enjoys the “hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye.”
Blurb From the VHS Jacket: “It’s Christmastime for the Griswolds. A season for giving, for Yuletide carols, for Christmas tree lights glowing brightly...hey, wait, this one’s not glowing. It’s on fire!”
What Did I Learn?: Emptying an RV’s septic tank into a storm sewer can present later problems for smokers.
Really?: 1) Early on in the movie, I had a little trouble believing that Clark would drive underneath a lumber-hauling big rig truck without first looking out his side window. 2) The Griswolds seem to break a lot of windows, and Clark even pokes a big hole in his son’s bedroom ceiling, yet the house never gets cold, and that damage is just shrugged off.
Rating: Christmas Vacation is a worthy sequel to the original National Lampoon’s Vacation (European Vacation and Vegas Vacation, not so much), and both Chevy Chase and Beverly D’Angelo are in fine form. Even though the film clocks in at 97 minutes, there are a few superfluous scenes (Clark in the attic, or Clark making one Freudian slip after another in front of the hot salesgirl) that don’t add much. 8/10 stars.