Here’s a Rankin-Bass Christmas special seen through the eyes of that weird little kid who wore only black, kept to himself at recess, and drew morbid cartoons in the margins of his notebooks. To director Henry Selick’s credit, the technical quality of the film is superb, the characters well done and the plot engaging. In fact, some of the humor is downright morbid, even genuinely scary at points, and constantly vaguely evocative of the things we were afraid of when we were small. Maybe not for the younger tykes, but otherwise well done. Worth seeing
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