For the first 45 minutes of this film, we see the childhood of Billy Chapman (Robert Brian Wilson) which has numerous character changing moments, far too many for any believable situation and all pointing towards the hatred of Santa. Many of these could have been cut and allowed the film to flow a bit quicker and get to the meaty part of the flick, getting down to some gory slashing business.
The crazy Grandfather, although a good fun scenario was really a waste of time. The slaying of the parents would have been enough to set this film up with and allow enough psychological damage to promote a spree of Santa-goria. The business at the orphanage also seemed like a total waste of time, although giving some slight reason for a murderous return later on in the film. When the massacre does begin, we see a whole run of ingenious ways to kill, Christmas style. From the initial strangulation using Christmas tree lights, to the deer horn impailing of Linnea Quigley who here certainly shows her talent in this, one of her early movies. The massacre continues at random picking people who have been naughty as his main victim. A young girl who has been nice gets given a blood stained Stanley Knife. Nice touch. There’s also a very good ski slay decapitation.
The back story is far too long but the plot is virtually the same as Halloween. One point. What happened to the younger sister in the early massacre? Is this part of the sequels, of which there are no less that 5 in the series! With the plot out of the way, lets home the others roll a bit better as when this gets moving, it’s damn good fun.