This is one of those films that you can really dislike if you try. But why would you?
Will Ferrell is a baby orphan who sneaks into Santa's sack one Christmas and ends up in the North Pole where he is raised by Elves. When he grows up he returns to New York to find his real father (James Caan) and- as is always the way- save Christmas. It's cute, it's schmaltzy, it's a bit slapstick, it a bit funny, it has a really heartwarming message about the spirit of Christmas and it just feels pretty good.
In short, it aims to do a job and it works! Ferrell should be irritating not endearing, but you just warm to him. And it is his movie. He carries it wonderfully well bringing a patchy script to life with his sheer enthusiasm at times. I'd also like to mention James Caan's bouffant which was dyed to match his coat and is hilarious and kind of sad at the same time.
It would be 5/10 but the fact that Will Ferrell turned down huge offers to make a sequel because it would've tainted this one accrues a bonus point- 6/10.
