Is that Spielberg, Katzenberg and Geffen or Gaspar, Melchior, and Balthazar? Over at Soundbitten, G. Beato slides down the chimney with glad tidings for the holiday (the Christmas Holiday that is!). It turns out those all-anal Grinches down in Tinseltown are as full of Christmas cheer as Lawrence Welk with a sleighful of schnapps:
William Donohue may not know it, but in the blue states, this is the time of year when The Hallmark Channel and Lifetime Network sandblast their viewers with stinging torrents of faith-based pixie dust. There's One Magic Christmas. (A seedy-looking angel, aka Harry Dean Stanton, teaches a pleasant-looking family the true meaning of Christmas.) There's A Season for Miracles. (A pleasant-looking angel, aka Patty Duke, teaches a seedy-looking homeless family the true meaning of Christmas.) There's Eve's Christmas, Christmas Child, Mr. St. Nick, A Very Cool Christmas and dozens of other feel-good Xmas flicks, maybe hundreds.
In theaters, these movies rarely do big box office. On TV, they get dismal ratings. Critics hate them too, so there's no good reason to make them, and yet Hollywood keep churning them out, year after year after year, simply for the love of Christmas. Indeed, long after fiery yule logs like Bill O'Reilly fade into ashes, Hollywood will still be hand-knitting Christmas schmaltz like 2003's A Carol Christmas, which stars Tori Spelling (Jewish) as a Scrooge-like talk-show host, William Shatner (Jewish) as the Ghost of Christmas Present, and Gary Coleman (probably not Jewish, but maybe into Kabballah) as the Ghost of Christmas Past.
So why does William Donohue rail against his greatest allies?
Whole article right here. Ho ho ho!