- If I had to guess, I’d say Reese Witherspoon is 4’6″ and Vince Vaughn is 7’3″. I’m sure these types of physically mismatched people exist happily in relationships together in real life, but on screen it just makes for some really awkward framing.
- It was about 50% funny and 50% not. I don’t need excessive numbers of baby vomit jokes or best-friend-turned-guy-boning-your-mom jokes.
- As you probably guessed, the main characters barely manage to be two-dimensional and the various family members we encounter are barely one-dimensional. I know the movie is only 82 minutes long and clearly tries to cram in too many characters because the very existence of the plot necessitates them, but come on.
- I think Jon Voight had approximately four lines despite being one of the divorced parents.
- One would imagine that in trying to replicate what must be a real life scenario for millions of people coming from fractured families that there would be some attempt at realism beneath all the humour and sentiment. I’d say any hope of that happening went out the window when Vince Vaughn ended up on stage as Joseph during a church Nativity play.
- I want to thank this movie for reinforcing the idea that sensible adults who have decided they do not want to have kids can be “cured” by holding someone else’s baby. Even if the baby projectile vomits on you, it doesn’t matter: you will still want to have a baby.
Four Christmases
I’m wondering at what point did movies like this begin to define Christmas for people.
IMDB Plot Synopsis A couple struggle to visit all four of their divorced parents on Christmas Day.