A Merry Christmas to All (1926)
The film itself is kind of simple. Honestly, it's closer to what I'd expect from the first decade of that century, not the third: there's no real story, no visual effects or tricks, and the selling point here feels largely centered on the notion that seeing moving images will be exciting in and of itself.
The movie feels very much like a picture book brought to life, and I mean that quite literally. The title cards are bits of poetry lifted from various Christmas classics and contemporary sources (Moore's "A Visit From St. Nicholas" is quoted numerous times, for example). These are intercut with filmed sequences which may or may not be thematically relevant to the quoted passages.
The story is thin to the point of being nonexistent. The first few minutes are spent following a large group of kids being chaperoned by three women through a snowy forest. It's unclear just what this is supposed to be - a school class, maybe? Regardless, they make their way to a log cabin, where they meet Santa Claus.
Santa Claus's beard is obviously fake, but his outfit is better than I usually see in movies from this era. St. Nicholas is played by an actor with dwarfism, which is actually a bit closer to Clement Moore's description than most modern depictions. I'm not at all qualified to offer value judgments on the relative merits of this casting (i.e.: is it better to give a little person a starring role, even if said role perpetuates stereotypes about magical powers? Definitely not for me to say). I will say it strikes me as notable that this aspect of the character was entirely subsumed by his workers in later media, while Santa himself became commonly depicted as taller.
The kids eventually leave Santa's cabin carrying chalkboards as gifts (part of the reason I suspect this is supposed to be a school trip). The focus then shifts to Santa as he gets ready for his Christmas Eve voyage.
Honestly, up until this point, I assumed the cabin and St. Nick were supposed to be some sort of attraction within the world of the film (i.e.: this was a "meet Santa" business or something). The kids are just casually walking there with adults, and the cabin is far too small to plausibly be the "real" workshop: this just doesn't read as fantasy to me, no matter how far I suspend my disbelief. But the movie makes it clear this is supposed to be the real deal.
We watch Santa make toys, attend to his reindeer, prep the sleigh, and make a fire. This footage is pretty decent, all things considered. It's nothing spectacular, but the actor sells this with a grounded approach to the myth. Of course, it's still constantly interrupted with cards containing poetry promising far more fantastical versions of what we're actually seeing, but we'll overlook that for the time being. They do deserve credit for managing to amass an impressive pile of toys for Santa's sleigh.
The movie entirely sidesteps the stuff that would require actual effects. We don't see reindeer fly, Santa teleport, or even any fake roof sets. When we get to that part, the poems kind of take over for a minute.
There is a nice sequence of kids running downstairs and playing with the gifts left behind - actual toys this time. There's nothing especially notable about this, but it's shot with energy and sells the moment.
Overall, this one is fairly simplistic. It's almost a throwback to earlier silent pictures, though even most of those invested in visual effects and camera tricks. There are some decent moments in this for those interested in the medium, but - aside from Santa's casting and the fact this really embraces its storybook structure and tone - there's very little notable or memorable here.
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