If ifs, and buts and maybes
Were chocs
and nuts and candies
Then you
would have to concede
You’d have
a wonderful Christmas indeed
If ifs, and buts and maybes
Were chocs
and nuts and candies
Then you
would have to concede
You’d have
a wonderful Christmas indeed
Twenty three year old Lisa (Ayla Kell) is pregnant and running away from the baby’s
father Craig (Lochlyn Munro).
She is travelling on the bus to Denver when she hears that the road
ahead is closed due to snow and is going back the way they came.
But at a diner she overhears Brad (Brendan Michael Coughlin), a professional
snowboarder, talking to his girlfriend on the phone about his plan to drive over
the mountain in his 4 x 4 so she asks for a ride.
They make good progress initially but a blizzard over takes them and Brad's
car slams into a snow bank in the middle of the wilderness.
They are forced to seek shelter at the only sign of civilization that
they had seen in the last ten miles, the Rosemont Lodge.
Which was once a vibrant year-round resort, but the Rosemont Lodge had
been closed for nearly 20 years.
Most of the Lodge has been sealed up and only a corner of the main
building shows any sign of habitation.
As they
approached the building they are greeted by the lodge's owner,
Josephine (Grace Zabriskie), who is
brandishing a shotgun, and her retainer Abe (Brad Dourif) who persuades her to let them in out
of the snow.
Josephine used to be the heart and soul of the resort, her
personality, and her cooking, were as much of an attraction as were the
hundreds of acres of pristine mountain wilderness but as a result of personal
tragedy she closed the resort and became a recluse.
However
having Brad and a heavily pregnant Lisa about the place it has a thawing effect
on Josephine and after she and Abe deliver the baby a bond is formed that has a
lasting effect.
This is a
very enjoyable Christmas tale in which Grace Zabriskie is the absolute star of
the show as Josephine but Brad Dourif runs a close second as Abe.
Its Christmas when
Outside its
cold and snowing
But away
from the cold
Malls are
full to overflowing
And all the
children’s faces
Are happy
and glowing
ITS
CHRISTMAS when
Noddy
Holder screams
Its
Christmas when
Its time to
fulfil dreams
When life
just may be
As
wonderful as it seems
Its Christmas
when
All the
gifts are picked
The cards
are written
The stamps
are licked
And all the
Christmas lists
Have all
been neatly ticked
Its
Christmas when
All are
safely home within
Everything
has been prepared
The kiddies
are all tucked in
Then mums
and dads sit back
And
festivities can begin
Christmas, Christmas,
A time of
peace and joy
When God
gave us his son
Jesus the holy
infant boy
But kids
don’t think of Jesus
They just
want the latest toy
Christmas,
Christmas,
When God
gave us a saviour
A redeemer
for all the world
Now it is
the season of plethora
When the
rich can feel richer
And the
poor just feel the poorer
Christmas,
Christmas,
God was
your sacrifice in vain
When you
gave the world your son
Only to see
his body slain
If only we
had not lost our way
Will we be
better when he comes again?
Christmas is the hardest time
When in the
bosom of kith and kin
Amidst the
exited chatter
And rustle
of discarded paper
Punctuated
by the joyous laughter of children
And over
exited grown ups
I made all
the right noises
As I wore
my painful smile
I opened my
presents when prompted
“Oh isn’t
that lovely” I cooed
“That’s
just what I wanted” I lied
But what I
actually wanted
Was to be
somewhere else
Where there
was no need of false delight
Or
insincere thankful exclamations
Anywhere
else but there
They are
well meaning souls
Who thought
to help me,
By
including my in their joyous celebrations
But they
don’t understand my grief
Or the
empty ache of a shattered heart
Each
innocent Christmas ritual cut me like a knife
The
familiar songs, once loved, now hurt
And each
merry Christmas was a fresh cut
Losing you,
my partner in life
Was like
having a conjoined twin cut away
And among
that happy crowd
My
loneliness was most keenly felt
When all
the excitement died away
I sat in
silent contemplation
When sweet
memories of happier days
Flooded
into my mind to torture me
I hide it
from the crowd
Keeping the
pain and sorrow within
But so
intertwined were our lives
I am left
incomplete
I am in
torment every day for the want of you
But Christmas
is the hardest time
Charlotte Hart (Nicollette
Sheridan), a distinguished journalist, has moved back to her home town and is
living with her brother’s family.
However just before Christmas a real estate developer, Daniel Huntslar (Bart Johnson) approaches the small
town with a very lucrative offer.
However Charlotte is skeptical and as she’s a journalist her nose
tells her there’s a real scoop, so she drives to see the real estate company
boss to question him, however while en route she has a terrible car accident
and wakes up in the hospital only to realize that her body is in a coma, but
her spirit is very much awake.
She then meets another spirit who just happens to be the greedy
developer who was the driver of the other car involved in the crash and he too
is in a coma.
In the five days before the big vote on the proposed development
Charlotte must try to change the minds of the town’s people as well as her
fellow spirit.
Fairy, fairy on the tree
Why do you
look so glum?
Is it the
Christmas Blues?
To which
you have succumbed
Is that
what makes you sad
Or the
needles up your bum