dir. Jerry Ciccoritti
It was never going to be a good movie. The premise is simply “sexy snowman comes to life”; it was never going to be a good movie. And yet, somehow, Hot Frosty still manages to fall short of expectations. The story is beyond insane, but rather than whisking the audience away on a fun festive ride, it has so many inconsistencies and convoluted scenarios that question after question goes unanswered. Did Kathy (Lacey Chabert) putting the scarf on Jack the snowman (Dustin Milligan) bring him to life? Does he need to wear it to stay alive? If so, how do they know that? If not, how come he wears it all the time? How did he simply walk into a school and get a job when he has no paperwork or history? Is no one creeped out by Kathy, a fully-grown adult, having a romance with this childlike entity who was essentially “born” a matter of days ago and doesn’t know how remotes work or what cancer is? And why did Craig Robinson and Jo Lo Truglio, two known funny people, decide to leave all their comedic skills at home before performing the worst “comic relief cop” duo ever seen on screen? Hot Frosty was never going to be a good movie, but with its inane premise, contrivances, one-dimensional characters, and downright creepiness, it barely qualifies as a movie at all.
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