Layla and I suffered as a captive audience to Christmas with the Kranks on the flight back from New Mexico on Sunday. Neither of us sprung for the headphones—and I'm confident that if we had, we certainly wouldn't have enjoyed the movie any more. It sucked, with a capital S.
The good folks over at IMDB gave this film a rating of 4.6/10, although it's important to note that more people voted this movie as a 1.0/10 (that's the lowest score) than any other rating. As always, the women-over-45 category is responsible for the higest marks out of all the demographics—more than a full point higher than any other category, too, except for ... girls under 18.
What's most surprising about this film is that it's apparantely based on a novel by John Grisham. I've never read anything by Grisham, but I didn't think he was responsible for stuff quite this schlocktastic.
I had headphones in the bag, I just knew that hearing it would just make it worse.