From the moment it was made clear that the town wanted to take this man's tree - the central feature of his front yard, probably worth thousands of dollars, and just plain glorious - I was enraged. I couldn't focus on anything else for the rest of the film. Every time the tree came up, I just wandered away into the kitchen to get more cheese and mutter to myself that you don't expect a person to sacrifice a whole tree for a town's Christmas tradition. And did it never occur to anyone to plant a tree in the town square? You know, so there'd always be one there?
