Fred Claus

Vince Vaughn is continuing his assault on festive occasions.

He, along with Owen Wilson, launched an attack on holy matrimony when they crashed weddings.

Now Vince is crashing Christmas as Santa’s perma-stubble-faced brother.

What vaunted American festivity are you going to crash next Vince? How about you as a drunk Easter Bunny? Or maybe you can find some way to ruin Flag Day? Damn you. Shame.

It’s also obvious with the pre-Thanksgiving, mid-Christmas season release, Vince is trying to crash two holidays with one movie. Releasing a Christmas movie before Thanksgiving only turns the minds of the unwashed masses away from Turkey Day and onto Christmas, thus crashing everyone’s celebration of gluttony. Thanks Vince. Maybe you can crash Labor Day next year with an even earlier Christmas movie release.

There is one bright spot – Paul Giamatti as Santa Claus. I can’t disconnect Giamatti from his wine-guzzling days in “Sideways,” so I have hope to this movie means a bottle of pinot could be coming down the chimney for me this Christmas.

Maybe it’s the thirst for free booze, but the hope of wine blurs the negatives enough for me to pre-emptively love this movie.