It sure doesn’t feel like Christmas. People in Toronto aren’t out shopping for T-shirts–they’re wearing them. It’s such a green Christmas, I don’t know whether to trim the tree or cut the grass.
Thank goodness It’s a Wonderful Life is on tonight at 8 p.m. (NBC and CTV). I used to borrow a 16mm print of this film every year at this time from Richview Library in Etobicoke and show it to a gang in my parent’s basement. The Frank Capra classic was over 30 years old then and another 30 years have gone by. It remains frozen in post-war America, yet it still says Christmas to me.
If they remade the film today, Uncle Billy would not have screwed up with that bank deposit–he would have deposited that eight grand on-line. Mary would not have looked all over Bedford Falls for George–she would have tracked him down on his cell phone. The Building and Loan would not be on the verge of collapse–it would have collapsed three years ago. George would not be worth more dead than alive–have you looked at a life insurance contract lately?
At the end, George would have been “liked” by a house full of Facebook friends, and Clarence would have tweeted that, every time a bell rings, an angel gets an iPad.
It’s a wonderful eLife. May Zuzu’s petals be found in all your pockets this holiday season. Merry Christmas.
