SILENT NIGHT (from an obvious, clunker of a script by Jayson Rothwell) is a partial remake of SILENT NIGHT, DEADLY NIGHT ('84), and it's mostly a godawful killer Santa movie. Early on in the proceedings, there is a feeble rehash of the classic 'Catatonic Grandpa' scene from the original ("You been good, boy?") that makes the original look like a classic (which it actually wasn't, although it had spunk!).
This film's greatest crime is the truly clueless casting. It stands as a grand example of why casting is pretty much EVERYTHING because its failure in this movie has produced something that is very close to NOTHING. The lead cop (Jaime King) has no authority as an actor and doesn't look old enough to legally enter the local bar to bust an underage drinker, let alone chase a bearded serial killer. Malcolm McDowell is embarrassingly over-the-top as the town cop, and it's unbelievable that director Steven C. Miller allowed him (and others) to run rampant through this scenery-chewing abortion. Miller will learn much from the non-stop mistakes he made on this utter stinker. If he's open to learning, that is.
Hopefully, the makers of this insult to bloody Xmas movies got no gifts this year because, there's no argument, they're the ones who've been naughty.
I've read some decent reviews of this film. All I can say is standards are plunging fast.
Must add this turkey to my list of 2012's Worst Horror Films:
The Devil Inside
The Woman in Black
The Moth Diaries
Lords of Salem