Santa Claus Is a Stinker 4K 1982

Ladies and gentlemen, grab some popcorn and settle in, because for the next hour and a half you will be entertained by a delightful cast of misfits of all stripes: a seemingly cultured but intolerant psychological support worker; his charming and somewhat naive assistant Teresa, who is in love with him; their grumpy and authoritarian boss, who tends to get into all sorts of trouble; a depressed transvestite; a Balkan immigrant who indulges in cooking dishes of dubious quality; Teresa's relative, a pregnant loudmouth; and the highlight of the show—her idiot husband, who moonlights as a Santa Claus costume model for a strip club and is prone to drunkenness, violence, theft, rabbit breeding, and playing with firearms (here it is appropriate to add: “In the house that Jack built”). In addition, the apartment, which is the office of a psychological assistance service, where our action takes place, will be constantly called by a terminally ill and, at the same time, wildly preoccupied client with threats of rough intercourse with any female content that moves even slightly. However, ladies and gentlemen, do not forget that in every person, even the most cold-hearted, you can find something good. So, our excessively violent (although, to be fair, it's hard to imagine a moderately violent person) Santa Claus Felix (whose appearance as a scruffy cat seems to justify his name) has at least one virtue—honesty. Rest assured, ladies and gentlemen, that when he asks you for five francs, he won't pull the wool over your eyes, but will honestly admit that it's for a bottle. And Felix is not averse to giving Christmas presents to the inhabitants of the Paris Zoo. After all, he loves animals. At least tigers, lions, and cheetahs. He is more indifferent to monkeys and giraffes. Or maybe Monsieur simply knows a thing or two about the gastronomic preferences of the latter. Yes, this Monsieur definitely knows a thing or two...

If you haven't guessed yet, ladies and gentlemen, this grotesque buffoonery, comparable in its absurdity only to the film “To the Left of the Elevator,” is nothing more than a film adaptation by director Jean-Marie Poiré of a play by the remarkable theater troupe “Le Splendid.” Therefore, the actors playing the leading roles also serve as screenwriters. It should be noted, ladies and gentlemen, that this troupe delighted cinema-goers both before and after our performance, producing such films as “Les Bronzés” (1978), Les Bronzés à la neige (1979), Scènes de la vie (1985), Les Bronzés font la fête (1994), Les Bronzés font la fête 2 (2006), and others. Director Jean-Marie Poiré was so impressed by his collaboration with “transvestite” Christian Clavier that he went on to make several more films with him, including the famous series Les Visiteurs.

So, if you enjoyed this bacchanalia, ladies and gentlemen, hurry up and check out the other creations of this troupe, from whom you can expect anything, even corpses. And if you crave a screen encounter with our dearest and slightly psychotic Santa Claus named Felix, you can see this mustachioed creature in the film “A Million Isn't Money,” where he plays an unlucky bank robber — more of a brake than a thug.