In the mid-2010s, the world saw a nearly inexplicable explosion of Christmas movies. As a relative outsider to Christianity (albeit someone who has spent years studying and living among the gentiles), I've nurtured a fascination with the assembly-line Christmas movie . You know the kind – covers with inoffensively attractive leads in coordinating red and green sweaters, titles loosely based on carols, appearances by vaguely remembered '90s heartthrobs. SOMEBODY is watching these, right? Otherwise, why would they keep churning them out year after year? As a Jew (and thus a genetic predisposition to being overly critical) and a person with a degree in Media Studies (and thus a scholarly predisposition to being overly analytical) I am not the target audience. In late 2020, as the world descended into misery, I thought, "Why not add more misery, entirely to yourself, as a treat?" Jingle Hell was born: I decided to spend the season between Thanksgiving and Christmas watching as many generic Christmas movies as I could and recording my reactions in reviews on Letterboxd. Coming into year four, I decided to monetize my vile hobby. That's where you come in -- if you want to have a say in what I watch for Jingle Hell Season 4, you've come to the right place.
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