Happy Christmas (2014 Sundance review)
Photo courtesy of Ben Richardson & Sundance Institute
Happy Christmas generates such warmth that you might not mind that one of its principal characters doesn’t always make a lot of sense. Writer-director Joe Swanberg’s latest is agreeably loose-limbed, touching on family and the crucial differences between people in their 20s and their 30s. And although it lacks a great thematic hook like Swanberg’s recent Drinking Buddies, Happy Christmas still boasts plenty of modest pleasures thanks to its gentle observations and likable manner.
Christmas is just a few days away as the film begins. Jeff (Swanberg) informs his wife, Kelly (Melanie Lynskey), a stay-at-home mom, that his much younger sister, Jenny (Anna Kendrick), is going to be staying with them for a while. The details are sketchy—Jenny and her boyfriend broke up, and she needs a place to crash—but soon Jenny is at their front door, welcomed with open arms by her brother and sister-in-law. But nonetheless, Kelly’s concerned: Jenny’s first night at their place involves her going out and getting so hammered with friends that Jeff has to come get her in the middle of the night. Do Kelly and Jeff really want that kind of person around when they have a newborn?
The prolific micro-budget filmmaker Swanberg signaled a turn toward more mainstream movies with Drinking Buddies, which examined how people in stable relationships can still seek certain approbation and emotional security from close friends of the opposite sex. This new comedy-drama doesn’t have a singular idea that’s as engaging, but Swanberg has once again given us a collection of appealing characters whose seemingly improvised dialogue (for the most part) doesn’t feel mannered or amateurish.
The just-hanging-out vibe of Happy Christmas produces a rambling storyline in which any attempt at a tight narrative is dismissed for a more ensemble, almost episodic approach. Jenny must confront the fact that Kelly resents her drinking and immaturity, but out of that contentiousness comes something surprisingly lovely, which plays into Kelly’s own frustrations about not being able to focus on her writing because of the baby. Meanwhile, Jenny develops an interest in a friend of Kelly’s (Mark Webber), who first gets her pot but then becomes attracted to her, too. And then there’s the film’s truly delightful interactions between the characters and the baby (played by Swanberg’s own son) who’s such a ham that he’s something of a tiny marvel.