How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000)
After discovering a fascinating subtext in The Santa Clause yesterday, I was eager to dive into the live-action feature adaption of The Grinch. I could faintly recall some clunky social commentary at play in this film. And of course the live action Grinch is infamous in general, though I remember kind of liking it when I watched it as a teenager.
To me, this Grinch is sometimes an enjoyably weird Jim Carrey vehicle and sometimes a dull, pointless expansion of the timeless Christmas special. As a full re-enactment of the Grinch cartoon began near the end of the film, I got the feeling that my favorite scenes from before, bits that felt like Carrey doing a one-man show as the Grinch, were just there to pad the movie out. Other filler, like the Grinch’s backstory and the introduction of a love triangle can’t even be excused by the presence of Carrey’s performance.
This version of The Grinch is also responsible for the song “Where Are You, Christmas?”, my personal least favorite Christmas song after “Christmas Shoes.” It can almost be excused by the deliciously over-the-top scenes of the Grinch being force-fed fudge and drinking egg nog from a beer bong.
When it’s not turning into a MADtv parody, which isn’t quite often enough, The Grinch becomes a dreary, bloated retread of its classic inspiration.
This movie mostly reminds me of these terrible wild strawberry poptarts that were Grinch themed. Ughhh.