By Julie D. Griffin
Nothing says Christmas like cashmere unless of course her best friend sets her up on a blind date and as unexpected as those who you thought were your friends and whom not once, or twice, but thrice stabbed you in the back ~ On a more positive note, and unlike the dog who shot and then chewed off his own foot to spite himself, the woman of our story goes on the twelve dates of Christmas and finally gets it right. Suspicious of the coy man from the very start, and based solely on her past experience with that same male race she wastes no frivolous time whatsoever and doubts his gentlemanship right away.
First, she passes out on the floor of the shopping mall after temporary heaven by perfume spritz. Then she spends the next twelve days of Christmas while trying in her own sweet way to sing to some passing turtle doves, passed out on the floor of the same shopping mall and going out on the same date with the man of her dreams. And then somewhere between the word obligation and big Christmas plans, Miles (Paul Gosselaar), and the just a girl go out on blind date after blind date until she gets it right. And how appropriate is that, after walking for what seemed like miles, and just before that a sharp climb left him and her together. Take a chance, and try something new. It appears his sales suggestion for the advertising pro wins out. Her honest approach to life, and the need of a greater spirit to intervene, at least she finally found out how to tell the ex how to take a flying leap into the abyss of nowhere. But with his real wife dead, she learns as he does that letting a past relationship go beats out on a poor way to begin a new relationship. The film clearly demonstrates how you work through a past relationship and leave that one gentle behind and begin to make the years of magical memories with a new one. An excellent Christmas relationship film, the director concisely brings the psychology of the virtue of new love to the surface, and demonstrates through the girl who goes out on blind date after blind date with the same man, and with eyes that mystique over such sugar plum dreams and a thousand Buddhist sermons later only to realize the whole parody of what Bill Murray once experienced during his Ground Hog Day out.
To appreciate the gift of love, or more appropriately waking up to the same clothing on the same floor of the same shopping mall and spritzing on the same cologne style every day ~ The act appears similar to a relationship with the same person unending. She finally faces the fact though that although Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young once promised her that only love would break her heart, that it is the healing woo of Too Fast For Love that strangely showed up, and slowed down long enough to heal her of her fear of the strange beast. So try as she might to run from love, she finds herself a little closer each day to wanting to see the perfection of the thing in the better light of some brave, new totality. The girl of our story, no foreign Hitchcock at the art of running from love, her sprint going the opposite way at times made even the bare soles of the feet of Julia Roberts Runaway Bride look at first like some mere child play. The Dark Side of The Moon does contain a wall worthy of the peruse. And love makes a bigger difference. A story dedicated to the love of my life and the only man I love, for he is the one.