Mon petit mensonge de Noël

In this 2018 Freeform channel Christmas movie Kali Hawk plays Jillian Welles, a young political consultant and girlfriend to city councilman George (Damon Dayoub) who spins white lies to further her boyfriends political career. Jillian, who must undertake some last minute shopping for George, finds herself lying to a little girl so that she can get the "it toy", a talking robotic sphere called a Poppy Dot. "Gucci Santa" becomes fed up with all the lying and curses Jillian to only be able to tell the truth. The bulk of the movie consists of unintentionally cringy interactions between Jillian and George's family who she is meeting for the first time. It tries way too hard to be relatable to younger audiences by injecting millennial slang and laughably bad modern renditions of classic Christmas songs. Throughout the movie there's also this strange romantic tension between Jillian and George's brother Blake (Ali Ghandour) that goes nowhere in the end, with even the movie poster hinting at this love triangle that in reality appears nowhere in the film. The movie also includes unnecessary scenes in attempts to draw extra laughs from the audience but they fall flat, such as one scene where Jillian suddenly becomes a stand up comedian in the local bar and garners more laughs from her audience than the average viewer will let out over the course of the entire movie. In the end the best part of the whole movie is simply the plethora of strange and random noises that Jillian lets out over the course of the film.

Honestly I lost interest in this one after about 2 minutes, but I watched it for roughly 15 and decided I didn't want to bother any further.

I can't really say anything about it, because nothing was noteworthy in those first minutes. It may be that I just wasn't in the mood, so I may consider watching it again next year, but I doubt it.

No score, as unfinished.

It's a creepy movie and the premise is terrible but at times you have to look at the intention - and the intention appears to be good.

Everyone appreciates a feel-good movie around the holidays. One that incites the Christmas spirit and is reminiscent of past holiday joy. Too bad this never happens. The Truth About Christmas is a "holiday" movie meant to exemplify the importance of honesty. When the lead character Jillian is cursed by "Gucci Santa" after lying to a child, she is forced to confront her true feelings about her environment. Although a good message, it is portrayed horribly wrong. The movie has too many subplots. *womp womp* Wishy-washy romantic tension with other characters, Jillian's sudden love for stand-up, and an undiagnosed bird fetish. These unresolved plot points accompanied by Jillian's random caveman grunts and groans, music from Target commercials, and the sad attempt at incorporating modern lingo makes this movie B to the A to the D. Would not recommend.

This movie is pretty darn boring like shoveling up horse dung out of my drive way cause darn kids had horse out of my stables. and like wth is a guchi santa like what in tarnation. that disco ball toy was just plain dumb . the ending was garbage but had good message of being truth with yerself that was about all i got but wouldnt watch this movie again welp gotta get back to lookin for the ducks people hungry