Written by Glenn Ficarra and John Requa, Directed by Terry Zwigoff
On general release from 5th November 2004
It definitely doesn't feel like Christmas yet. The deccies may be up
on Bold Street and the shops may be drowning in tinsel and Cliff Richard
songs, but there are still weeks and weeks to go. So it's a bit early
for the cinemas to foist vomit-inducing 'feelgood' schmaltz on us. Fortunately,
Bad Santa isn't vomit-inducing 'feelgood' schmaltz.
Willie (Billy Bob Thornton) isn't your usual chain store Santa. He chain-smokes
though. And he openly hates children. And he swears a lot. And drinks
a lot. And gets-off with customers in the outsize changing rooms. Oh,
and he only does the grotto thing so he can rob the big malls on Christmas
Eve with his real-life dwarf accomplice (Tony Cox) and live off the proceeds
for the rest of the year. So far so bad, but of course this year will
be different, because he's going to get mixed-up with a Santa fetishist
(Lauren Graham), an crooked security guard (Bernie Mac) and a lonely introverted
boy in need of protection from local bullies (Brett Kelly).
Put Father Christmas in any situation that doesn't involve him grinning
and going 'ho ho ho' and whatever he does will be funny, but Thornton
is suspiciously perfect as the mean-spirited anti-hero, and Bad Santa
is a genuinely hilarious comedy for the Scrooge in all of us. Who knows?
By the end you might you might actually 'feel good'. Christmas has indeed