Well, at least it’s no worse than Kinkade’s paintings. For the most part this is Hallmark Channel treacle-y nonsense designed for people who can stomach the work of the so-called “Painter of Light.” The one bizarre anomaly here is the appearance of Peter O’Toole as Kinkade’s dying mentor. He’s supposed to be a kindly old gent, but age and hard living have taken their toll on O’Toole’s ability to portray normal human emotion. His smile in particular makes him look like he eats babies for breakfast. Though that doesn’t make this experience worth enduring (not much in the world can make up for even a brief appearance by Chris Elliot), it does lend an unintentional bit of delightful creepiness to an otherwise far-too-fluffy production. See if desperate
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