The Mean One In a world that has given us such "gifts" as Winnie the Pooh: Blood and Honey and Mouse Trap (a Mickey Mouse horror spoof) it's only natural someone would turn the story of The Grinch into a blood-soaked horror spectacle. If only someone competent had done it.
The story really isn't that bad overall. The Grinch is doing his Grinchy stuff - stealing trees and presents basically - when he's confronted by the mom of little Cindy Lou. A fight ensues when the mom rushes and attacks Grinch. In the melee she's accidentally killed when she falls on a piece of broken tree. Haunted by the event, the Grinch's demeanor slides from merely mischievous to murderous. Put up Christmas decor and he's coming down from Mount Strumpet to lay waste.
The town basically bans Christmas to keep Grinch at bay. Twenty years after witnessing her mother's death at the hands of the Grinch, Cindy returns to Nooville. She defies the town ban, decorates for the holiday and unleashes the beast.
That's not a bad angle of attack if you're going to twist the tale. In the right hands, a pretty decent holiday horror entry could be crafted. These are not the right hands. From that promising base the film spirals into atrocity.
The acting is horrible (which is to be expected, I think). Cindy's got a fighter's thick body but the face of a possum. Needed something better there. Her shower scene isn't even hot - although it almost got there. The rest of the cast is worse. Production values are barely above being shot on an old Razr phone. There's a stupid, ridiculous, unnecessary side story about the mayor creating a website to lure hikers to Mount Strumpet to be a feast for the beast. The Mean One makeup is only fair at best.
It is what it is. A schlocky, D-level movie slapped together on a budget of about $94 and a couple of trips to Party City for costumes. It's not meant to be good, but in a frustrating turn of events, it could have been.
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