Christmas

I have begun my Christmas re-watchings.


I always watch the X Files *Ghosts who stole Christmas* episode in which Mulder gets accused of paramastabatory narcissism and Scully of having her only pleasure in life be proving him wrong. Mulder replies: ‘When have you ever proven me wrong?’


And I adore the Supernatural *Very Winchester Christmas* episode. It manages to combine cynicism, humour, staking the pagan spirits of Christmas with a limb of their tree, and a really good back story that explores their characters and upbringing. It was on a Christmas Eve that Sam first discovered what his father did, and first articulated the wish to be safe. Plus, there they are in the world’s grimmest motel, abandoned on Christmas Eve while Dean tries to get Sam some Christmas presents by stealing them – pretty much the story of Dean’s life. And, you know, the story behind the medallion that he wears, given to him at Christmas time by Sam as a sign that he is his favourite person in the whole world.


I am about to watch *Die Hard* which features a family torn apart and reunited on Christmas Eve, the very essence of the Christmas story.