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My fiance and I both loved this movie when it was released and we unruffled do. When we heard it was coming out on Blu Ray and on top of that 3-D we were beyond enraged. Well that excitment was crushed when we got home, place it on and were almost given instant headaches from the outmoded school red and blue 3-d glasses and the fact that no matter how hard we tried to scrutinize it, it unbiased was nowhere advance 3-d quality. We sat there contemplating whether or not it was unprejudiced us or if the 3-d aspect of it sucked that unpleasant and we came to the conclusion that it was definately the latter. So after a half hour of trying hard to like it we switched it to 2-d (thank god for blu ray for having that option) and saw how in 1080p it was almost 3-d itself.
Needless to say the very next day I went succor to the store I purchased it from and changed it for the regular blu ray version (which was $5 cheaper than the 3-d version and totally worth the bewitch, 5 stars for that version.) It was very black that it did not work out because such an improbable holiday movie with such gigantic animation would be a no brainer to have as 3-d but unfortunately it honest is not worth the headache and strain.
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I went to recognize this movie tonight with a mentally handicapped friend – “Michael” — (from a L’Arche home here in Winnipeg, Canada) . We were the first persons in the theatre for the very first evening showing in this city – and we were the last to leave. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves – enchanted by the movie’s subtleties and happily exhausted by its roller-coaster rides.
Time and again, Michael (who is sensitive, compassionate and with a grand sense of humor) turned to me in the darkness, smiling in appreciation at the right same moments I turned to gaze his reactions. Each time this happened, it was at a moment in the film when some tiny detail, perfectly captured through good ‘cinematography,’ brought moisture to my normally cynical ogle, and a warm smile to Michael’s innocent face.
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Some examples: There is a lone, dusky child on this apparent ‘dream train’ to the North Pole – a girl of about ten or eleven years, and like a painting reach to life, the miraculous technology at work in this film captures the particular sensibilities of this compassionate, gloomy youngster — We examine itsy-bitsy mannerisms of someone comfortable with herself in a plot the other (ten or so) white kids on the teach are not. And the achieve is profound — the movie audience, including some children of that same age group, went still at such moments in the film.
My friend Michael – who has a ‘savant’ genius for perceiving my emotions, and expressing them for me out loud in public — Michael turned to me with a ecstatic smile when the girl on the lisp reaches out to fill the hands of the poorest boy, sitting alone in the rear compartment; and later, she hugs two other boys, (one of them the central character) — at their final parting. At that moment I held up a finger to my lips to try to hush Michael, but couldn’t prevent him from saying aloud: “She’s such a sweetheart.” There were murmurs of appreciation in the darkness around us, responding to this innocent sentiment.
There is a sublime moment, on the attend platform of the interesting inform — the Northern Lights glimmering in the distance — when the young girl joins in song with the poorest kid on the jabber (a younger boy from a conventional home on the “far side of the tracks”) . I admit to being overcome with emotion during this duet (a blooming, strong melody with poignant lyrics) – and I blurted out loud to Michael, after the first chorus: “What a astonishing song!” The refrain includes the words “When Christmas comes to town.” [It's a song so obliging that, with some future 'cover versions' by serious musicians who could do it justice --- this "Christmas Comes to Town" song could, I fill, deservedly join the dinky list of correct, Christmas 'classics.']
I’d have to agree with anyone who thinks this movie is a shrimp short on space. And yet . . . once you’ve suspended disbelief — beginning with an earth-shattering, Christmas-eve arrival of a steam-puffing, passenger converse on a small-town Michigan street, directly outside the home of the movie’s central character — once we’ve swallowed that premise, the movie disarmingly embraces the child in us, (including our fears) and our reservations vanish without our noticing.
Just as grand `realistic’ painters, (deem Rembrandt or Vermeer) worked wonders of light & shadow that no mere photograph could ever consume, so too this computer-animated marvel takes your breath away through an accumulation of puny but acute observations that could never be captured by venerable cinematography. Prime examples from the opening scenes:
A shaft of light illuminates the boy’s bedroom, and he is reflected in a chrome, automobile hubcap leaning against a wall; at once we fragment his plan — through the keyhole of his bedroom door – we can inspect only the backs and the dressing gowns of mother and father, as they say goodnight to the boy’s young sister, after determining the spot of her understanding in Santa’s existence – a conception no longer shared by the older brother, whose peruse is at the keyhole.
Later, on the enlighten, there’s an heavenly discontinuance up of the boy’s face, a minute blemish above the pores on his upper moral cheek; the `camera’ pans in rotation, capturing perfectly, the texture of the boy’s hair, and that of the young dismal girl sitting beside him — subtleties of such perfection one wonders if the original, artistic accomplishment of “Polar Protest” could ever be surpassed.
The film’s last scene, consists entirely of a close-up conception of a limited, silver bell (of the type associated with sleigh rides) with its attached ‘ribbon’ of red leather. The limited bell helps construct the final point about `Belief’ — in things unseen, (or forgotten, and thus inaccessible to some adults) . So simple, so considerable, so enlightening an image. My friend Michael turned to me at that moment, with a fine smile. And we fair shook our heads in horror.
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Yes, this movie must have SOME shortcomings – one or two moments that don’t quite work as intended by the creators. But suitable now, in the afterglow, I can’t remove what they were. The film was objective too satisfying an experience!
I’m a 57-year-old grandfather who happens to fill that “The Polar Screech” is the first, factual Christmas classic in almost 60 years. Not since the current Kris Kringle “Miracle” movie of 1947, has any film (to my jaded see) so transcended our secular, commercial views of the Holiday Season, with such uplifting and unusual reminders of the timeless and proper spirit of Christmas.
Mark Blackburn
Winnipeg Canada.
Mens Slippers
Doctorate in Education
