Don't Open Till Christmas 1984

Not the worst Christmas slasher. Overshadowed by the ultimate SNDN from the same year, this London-set holiday horror has a few things to offer. There's a body-count straight away. We don't have a killer Santa here, but rather a guy who kills Santas because he hates Christmas, due to some backstory which is only revealed in a dream at the end? Yeah, I don't get it either, but it's a nice scene.

It's a mean spirited movie. Our kills aren't that graphic, but they're still pretty cool. Stabbings through the head, castrations, some other shit... There's some nice women and nudity, too. Caroline Munro is in there somewhere, and then it gets kinda boring at the climax, but I still found the showdown amusing.

When it comes to the title of the movie, there is some shenanigan involving a wrapped gift. What's in the box?! But if that present was mentioned earlier in the movie, then I absolutely wasn't paying attention at that part.

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