It’s Christmas day, which at our house means time for the annual holiday movie-a-thon, which usually includes Scrooged, Elf, or any other show that includes a good dose of sarcasm. However, this year with three wee ones to entertain, we did something different and watched The Polar Express. And I think I actually enjoyed the change.
Gold trimmed night skies, hot chocolate acrobats and snow swept mountainsides—the movie is filled with spectacular Christmas images that are truly magical. In fact, I didn’t even miss Bill Murray till the credits started rolling. I don’t know if I can make myself believe in Santa anymore, but this film at least makes me want to.
So thank you Polar Express, you inspire me.