I want to express my deep respect for the movie Christmas on Mistletoe Farm.
It is a ridiculous, pandering, saccharine dopamine hit. Its characters are cartoonish. Its plot barely exists. Its entire purpose is to deliver the same dopamine hit as binging YouTube videos of adorable animals and adorable kids and adorable baby animals, but suspended in enough a gooey binder of generic Christmas-family-heartstring gelatin that it technically qualifies as a movie.
1/2