All this fuss over a fat little man in a red suit.
30 May 2004
S-A-N-T-A C-L-A-U-S Hooray for Santy Claus

The best science fiction film ever made in Queens, N.Y. opens up with a theme song no one who watches will ever forget. I had Santa Claus as a spelling word in second grade and remembering the song was like having an ace in the hole for that test. The Martian children are depressed about Christmas and their lack of presents. The King, Kimar, ventures out to confide with the old man in the Martian caves. Of course he points Kimar in the right direction before suffering a severe case of spontaneous combustion. Puff! The Martian's complexion is ruddy and they resemble the Klingons from "Star Trek". Voldar is the villain because he has a mustache and doesn't follow orders. I think Voldar's bad attitude is terrific. He also has more wisdom than the elder who is older than dirt. The crazy headgear makes little sense and their weaponry--the wham-o guns--are a laugh riot. Dropo is strictly present for comic relief. Kimar's wife is a handsome Martian female but doesn't do much but dole out food pills. The art direction is note worthy--especially a water sculpture at Kimar's residence and the alien landscape of the planet. The interior of the ship is okay and the special effects competent. I also like Santa's workshop and that wild polar bear with the zipper up his back. The reporter has a strange response:"Wow we wow" when he catches a glimpse of a Martian doll. This is a cool stocking stuffer for the adult as well as the child.
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