The future is fragile. The present is lonely and grey. Little wonder, then, that right now pop culture prefers to look back. The music service, Spotify, reported a huge spike in ' 80s music this past summer. In October, Spitting Image, the comedic conscience of that lacquered decade, was relaunched. And, this month, the streaming giants have placed their fingers on the same, lucrative pulse of nostalgia. They have given us Princess Diana roller-skating through the palace, Thatcher icily facing down the queen, Nancy Reagan and her astrologer. Each halcyon vignette has provided a comforting respite from the horror of the news. We know how it worked out. The story has been written.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen a Christmas film get as much pre-release hype as Happiest Season and it’s not just because we’ve been starved of cinematic joy - or, let’s face it, joy in general - this year