Title: Christmas Inheritance
Year of Release: 2017
Available On: Netflix original, released 2017
Rating: 4 out of 5 Jingle Bells
This movie has one of the dumbest beginnings I have ever seen – and if you follow this blog, you know I watch a lot of stupid movies!
Plot summary: Before spoiled heiress Ellen Langford (Eliza Taylor) can inherit her father’s gift business, she must prove she’s not just a party girl, she can “take charge,” and since this is a Christmas movie…. She has to deliver a special Christmas card to her dad’s former partner in Snow Falls, the hometown she never knew. The catch is that she has to do it all on $100 and a round trip ticket. No credit cards, no back-up cash. She can’t tell anyone who she is either. When a snowstorm strands her at the town inn, she’s forced to work for her keep, and in the process, finds romance and discovers the true gift of Christmas. This movie is a classic Rich Kid Must Prove Themselves In Order to Become Richer and In the Process Learns the Real Meaning of Christmas (Hint: It’s Not Money).
Ellen: I want to prove to my father and myself that I can take care of things on my own. That I’m not just the party heiress.
Apparently Uncle Zeke and Ellen’s dad have been in love for years, and they have this very cute tradition of writing each other sweet newsletters about the happenings of the past year. It’s a touching tradition and now it’s up to Ellen to figure out how to make it happen this year. We are not supposed to have high hopes for her: poor little rich girl has apparently never been on a bus before, so she’s looking for a call button for wine?
Please excuse my likely ignorant urban assumptions, but even small towns have more than one taxi cab and sometimes even Uber or Lyft, right?
Ellen: My fiance says that giving money to the homeless actually hurts them.
Whoooooo areeee youuuuuuuu? You suck. This town is called Snow Falls. I would live in a town called Snow Falls. Ok ok, so next up there’s a troubled and heartbroken guy named Jacob who Ellen can’t avoid. You know what happens next – it’s time to fall in love, lovers! Slowly but surely, and with jokes.
There is some singing, but Andie MacDowell is not very good at it. To be fair, neither am I though.