By Lynn Venhaus

Charming and delightful, “That Christmas” is an animated comedy that will give you the warm-and -fuzzies without the too-sweet and unrealistic situations that derail many of these holiday-themed movies.

And that’s because of the pedigree involved. Based on a trio of children’s books written by Richard Curtis and illustrated by Rebecca Cobb, his screenplay is not your typical fluff but features relatable characters and believable human interactions – and his trademark wit. (The other books are “Snow Day” and “The Empty Stocking.”)

Rom-com legend Curtis is known for writing “Four Weddings and a Funeral,” “Love Actually,” “Notting Hill” and “Yesterday.” Along with co-screenwriter Peter Souter, they tickle the funny bone through his imperfect adult characters and an endearing cast of quirky children. (And for Curtis fans, several in-jokes about his other films are clever references).

Now streaming on Netflix, the story centers on an unforgettable Christmas for the townsfolk of Wellington-on-Sea when the worst snowstorm in history alters everyone’s plans, including Santa’s.

The film touches on community, friendship and the bonds between families, especially siblings – all rendered in amusing and heartwarming ways throughout the breezy 91-minute film.

The seasonal adventure focuses on three families – and nobody’s having a picture-perfect holiday. In fact, calamities ensue, not to mention a whole flock of turkeys liberated before they become dinner entrees.

Simon Otto makes his feature film directorial debut — he was responsible for the character animation and story art in the superb “How to Train Your Dragon” trilogy. The animation is by Locksmith Animation (“Ron’s Gone Wrong,” and it’s bright, cheery and sufficiently wintry.

There is more to love – music is by the renowned film composer John Powell – recent credit “Wicked” — and Ed Sheeran wrote an original song “Under the Tree” for the film.

Brian Cox lent his distinguished voice as Santa, Bill Nighy has a small but impactful role as the lighthouse keeper Bill, and Fiona Shaw is the stern teacher Ms. Trapper.

The kids reflect modern views, especially Bernadette (India Brown), who rewrote the school’s traditional Christmas pageant (“The Three Wisewomen”!) and went too ‘woke’ to the horror of those in attendance. But to be fair, it had more to do with the messy watermelon splatter.

Sam (Zazie Hayhurst) is the ‘good sister’ who is exasperated by her rowdy, messy twin Charlie (Sienna Sayer), for a naughty-or-nice subplot, and Danny (Jack Wisniewski) is the sweet, sincere kid with a crush on Sam. His parents are going through a divorce. Jodie Whittaker voices his hard-working mom.

The entwined tales don’t shy aways from the realities of loneliness at holiday time, but there is plenty of merriment because of the parents’ more colorful personalities. Rhys Darby and Lolly Adefope’s

Wellington-on-Sea is fictional, but Curtis drew inspiration from the coastal towns of Walberswick and Southwold, which are in the English county of Suffolk.

It’s just a fun ride, with a pesky blizzard, Santa’s woes, and a sassy reindeer, Dasher (Guz Khan), plus the kids go through ‘learning experiences.’

The old-fashioned emotional touches in the story and contemporary cozy look are both appealing, making this Christmas one to remember. Watching “That Christmas” is as comforting as a cup of hot cocoa with a plate of Christmas cookies. In fact, that may be the best way to see it, along with snuggling up with a throw.

“That Christmas” is a 2024 animated comedy directed by Simon Otto and starring (voice-over work) Brian Cox, Bill Nighy, Fiona Shaw, Jodie Whittaker, Jack Wisniewski, Sienna Sayer, India Brown, Zazie Hayhurst, Rhys Darby, Lolly Adefope, Guz Khan, and Bronte Smith. It is rated: PG for thematic elements, some language and rude humor. It began streaming on Netflix Dec. 4. Lynn’s Grade: B+

By Lynn Venhaus

Three actors deliver brilliantly nuanced performances in “Blue/Orange,” a multi-layered satirical comedy-drama that focuses on madness, health care and race within a framework of frustrating bureaucracy and power struggles.

William Humphrey, Ben Ritchie, and Jason Meyers turn in some of their best work by grasping every shifting thought, trigger and changing attitude in conversations that blur lines on mental health.

The discourse is hefty and the roles demanding, for the characters are opaque. Allegiances switch as reasoning seems plausible – but one can’t ever be certain in these fiery exchanges.

Stray Dog Theatre is presenting this intellectually stimulating material as its first indoor show inside the Tower Grove Abbey, their longtime home, in 2021. With a contemporary focus that is more tragic than comic, that tone suits the production’s interpretation of this thorny material.

Shrewdly written by British playwright Joe Penhall, known primarily for several “fringe” works, and set in a UK institution, the play, first staged by the National Theatre in 2000, went on to win the Laurence Olivier Award for Best New Play, with Bill Nighy, as Robert, and Chiwetel Ejiofor as Christopher, nominated for several acting awards.

(More fun facts: Andrew Lincoln played Bruce and the three moved on to the London West End in 2001. The next year, the show opened off-Broadway, with Harold Perrineau Jr. as Christopher, and an acclaimed British revival in 2016 starred Daniel Kaluuya as the patient.)

Stray Dog has wisely decided to forego British accents, so that we are not distracted from the dense amount of dialogue that rapidly volleys back and forth.

The day before Christopher (William Humphrey) is supposed to be discharged from a psychiatric ward, his doctor (Jason Meyers) begins to have reservations that he shouldn’t be released. He shares his concerns with a senior colleague (Ben Ritchie).

Practically jumping for joy as the hyper Christopher, Humphrey is gleefully ready to go – and already packed. He still insists his father is former Ugandan dictator Idi Amin Dada Oumee and sees the pulp inside an orange as blue. In his mind, is this real or delusional? Thus begins a bureaucratic battle.

As the now confused patient becomes increasingly agitated, is he having an acute psychotic episode or is he being unduly provoked? What must happen to prevent him from leaving?

Christopher was diagnosed with a borderline personality order, and on day 28 at the London National Health Service mental hospital, he is due for release – unless a diagnosis changes.

As Dr. Bruce Flaherty, Meyers sees red flags and makes a convincing case that Christopher could be a paranoid schizophrenic. His superior, Dr. Robert Smith, doesn’t detect it. Exuding authority and clinical acumen. Ritchie recites reasons why psychiatry can fail black men like Christopher. After all, Dr. Smith is writing a book – interesting! – on the cultural and ethnocentrism factors that come into play in these situations.

Perhaps drum beating and seeing himself as a “white savior,” the imperious Robert thinks Christopher should return to his neighborhood for the cultural support – even though he lives alone and doesn’t know that many people. Sure, his behavior is odd, but is it cause for alarm?

Smith is worried that if Christopher stays longer, he could get worse and thus begin a never-ending cycle — or is that more of a reflection on the lack of beds and prevalent bottom-line thinking?

Christopher would really like to return to Africa, where he says he has a job, but will settle for his diverse London borough neighborhood if it means his freedom. And there is a probable threat of being attacked by racist thugs, so his fear seems real, but is it indicative of instability – and is pompous Robert being patronizing?

England’s cultural population includes Caribbean and African expatriates, and there are statistics that more black people, percentage wise, are in mental and penal institutions.

And what exactly causes seemingly stable Bruce’s third-act meltdown – and earlier blurting out the “N” word, which could fill an entire act with discussion. This really complicates the narrative, not just exposing an ugly prejudice and stereotypical thinking.

However, the roots of the problems are in the eye of the beholder. As the two professionals argue, drawing Christopher, pawn-like, into a tug of war of damaging rhetoric – clearly emotional scars are being inflicted.

Is this in any way beneficial and do the doctors think this will advance their careers?  

Penhall’s incendiary words, written more than two decades ago, seems as urgent now as they were relevant then. This is a living, breathing work that changes direction throughout its two acts, and the verbal dexterity required is admirable.

In a bracing portrayal, Humphrey straddles the line of helpless vulnerability and angry advocate for getting his life back on track. Both instinctive, Ritchie and Meyers convincingly earn and lose their characters’ credibility.

Associate Artistic Director Justin Been deftly moves the actors around so that we are caught off-guard as characters reveal their positions, transferring the ‘edge’ around – and the performers never get ahead of the script, not tipping their hand about what’s next.

The cast has smartly constructed their roles. It’s an exemplary showcase of control, and lack of, as perceptions differ and speeches flow.

“Blue/Orange” could have easily turned preachy but keeps its intensity, although the second act gets weighed down somewhat with repetitive opinions. And while it’s not predictable, the ending may not satisfy those who have become invested in Christopher’s well-being.

Besides directing, Been also designed the claustrophobic set and the sound, and both he and Artistic Director Gary F. Bell gathered the props. Lighting designer Tyler Duenow maintained the setting’s institutional glare.

The hell that is the ever-present boondoggle for those suffering from mental illness shows no sign of improvement in today’s uncertain world. As this riveting production demonstrates, it’s a difficult subject to ponder, and “Blue/Orange” daringly takes a stand.

Jason Meyers, William Humphrey and Ben Ritchie in “Blue/Orange.” Photo by John Lamb.

“Blue/Orange” is presented Thursday through Saturday, Oct. 7-9, 14-16 and 21-23 at 8 p.m., with a 2 p.m. matinee on Sunday, Oct. 17, at the Tower Grove Abbey, 2336 Tennessee Avenue, St. Louis, 63104.

Limited tickets are available because of physical distancing throughout the theater. For more information or tickets, visit www.straydogtheatre.org, or call 314-865-1995.

Safety precautions because of the COVID-19 public health crisis are in place for guests, actors, and staff. Masks are required to be worn by all guests, regardless of vaccination status. Stray Dog Theatre recommends, but does not require, that all guests be vaccinated. The up-to-date guidelines can be found on their website.

By Lynn Venhaus

She quotes poetry and he combs through books for his classes in their well lived-in cottage by the sea. Their grown son, Jamie (Josh O’Connor), rarely visits, and they all interact with such restraint that you know some things are simmering underneath the polite and genteel façade.

Grace (Annette Bening) is needy and Edward (Bill Nighy) is distant. They are a longtime married couple slogging through a dull, lifeless marriage. When Edward decides he can’t give Grace what she wants as they approach their 29th anniversary and he will leave for another woman, their divorce drama plays out, pulling in their single adult son.

This is a British movie sorely in need of some “oomph.” And that doesn’t mean more sweeping shots of the coastal cliffs.

Well-intentioned, though, this look at a disintegration of a marriage and its ripple effects isn’t as finessed as the superior “Marriage Story” or even “Shoot the Moon” starring Albert Finney and Diane Keaton 30-some years ago.

Director-writer William Nicholson, who was Oscar-nominated for his screenplays of “Gladiator” and Shadowlands,” has adapted his 1989 play, The Retreat from Moscow,” into a very stiff movie.

While the performers are good delving into their characters, a pall of melancholy hangs over what is a nice-looking film. Bening’s accent wavers, and both characters are annoying as their selfishness is exposed.

And the subplot with the son’s inability to sustain a close relationship needed more development. O’Connor, who played Prince Charles in “The Crown,” is strong and deserved a better-written character.

In fact, the movie just goes through the motions, and fails to sustain any momentum.
“Hope Gap” is a drama rated PG-13 for some thematics elements and brief strong language. Directed by William Nicholson, its stars Annette Bening, Bill Nighy and Josh O’Connor. Run time is: 1 hr. 40 min. Lynn’s Grade: C