16 December 2025

A Half Dozen Not Your Usual Christmas Films, Christmas Films are Here Recommended

Rooney Mara and Cate Blanchett

There are more than enough Christmas films to get one through three or four Decembers. Many of them are of the Hallmark and Netflix original variety which is to say that they are unoriginal, uninteresting and predictable. They feature D list actors (with an occasional washed up star slumming) and mediocre production values. The actors are all too pretty and the stories teeter tend toward the saccharine.

There are also Christmas classics that are indispensable parts of the holidays. These include such films as It’s A Wonderful Life, Christmas in Connecticut, Home Alone and it’s immediate sequel, Elf, the original Miracle on 34 Street, The Bishop’s Wife and a few of the versions of A Christmas Carol, particularly the Alastair Sim edition from 1951.


A few newer Christmas films are wedging their way into the conversation such as The Holdovers, The Happiest Season and A Boy Called Christmas.


But I’d like to focus on a half dozen very unconventional Christmas adjacent pictures. These are stories that are set at Christmas and in which the fact of Christmas is very much part of the story. However they are not the least bit sappy or sentimental, indeed they have some rough edges. A few likely get a lot of play around this time of year but none are Christmas season staples. Five of the six are from this century. One last thing about them, they’re all damn good movies. True, not your traditional Christmas fare but we've got plenty of those.


Tangerine (2015) Baker. One could certainly argue that this is more of a signature Sean Baker film than a Christmas one. It’s the first of his pictures I ever saw and I couldn’t wait to see more. It’s as un-Christmasy a Christmas film as you’ll ever find. It’s set on December 24 but in the mean streets of Los Angeles. Not only is there a total absence of snow (in a Christmas movie!) but as evidenced by everyone’s attire, it’s a very warm day. The focus here is on a transgender sex worker named Sin-Dee Rella who’s just been released from the hoosegow. Our heroine (?) discovers that her (?) pimp/boyfriend has been cheating on her. With a fellow tranny sex worker in tow she goes in search of the cheater. Many adventures ensue. We also follow an Armenian-American cab driver and his adventures which ultimately collide with Sin-Dee. Remember, it’s set on Christmas Eve! It’s also another example of Baker’s excellence as a director/writer/editor.


A Christmas Tale (2008) Desplechin. First of all it’s French which might be disqualifying for some people but good Christmas films are not exclusive to the U.S.It features what should be a standard of holiday fare: the dysfunctional family. This unhappy brood is gathering for Christmas at their matriarch’s home having just discovered that said mother has cancer. What could go wrong? It’s a surprisingly accessible film as heavy issues are treated with a light touch. The cast is stellar led by Catherine Deneuve and Mathieu Amalric. It’s an award-winning film that was all over 2008 top ten movie lists. Deservedly so.


Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale (2010) Helander. Us Finns claim Santa Claus as our own — actually that would be Joulu Pukki. So it’s natural that we should have a produced an outstanding Christmas film and being made Finns it’s a bit odd. I’ve seen it described as an action/horror/comedy. I might quibble a bit with the horror label but there’s no arguing that it’s got action and comedy and it’s most definitely a Christmas movie. It should be noted that this film’s version of Santa is no jolly fat man and the elves depicted are not full of holiday cheer. It is a very dark version of the Santa Claus mythology that’s not for the little kiddies. It’s highly original and great fun and worth a look.


Bad Santa (2003) Zwigoff. As the title suggests this is a dark comedy. You’re also prepared for that knowing that Billy Bob Thornton is in the lead. Add to that the fact that the Coen Brothers were executive producers. It was both a critical and commercial success but doesn’t seem to resonate with audiences today. More’s the pity. Bad Santa is the story of a thief who, with the aid of a diminutive elf-like partner conspire to rob department stores on Christmas Eve. All does not go as planned. Not exactly a feel good story but a good story for sure.


Mon Oncle Antoine (1971) Jutra. It’s set on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, there’s snow a plenty and the residents of the small mining town that provides the setting are all enthused about the holiday. There’s also a dead body, that of a young teen and his bereaved family not the usual stuff of a Yuletide film. This is a French Canadian picture and it’s not only highly suitable for the holiday season it’s an excellent movie that comes highly recommended by me and others. This touching story is told through the eyes of a fifteen-year old lad named Benoit. It is social and political history from its time (set in 1949) but it’s also perfectly charming.


Carol (2015) Haynes. A lesbian affair for your holiday season. This is a brilliant film from Todd Haynes. It’s set in 1952-53 and you immediately feel transported to that time and that place which is mostly New York. Cate Blanchett and Rooney Mara co-star and are both excellent as is the rest of the cast. Ms. Blanchett plays the title character a married woman of means who falls for a shopgirl (Mara). She is going through a separation from her husband and the custody of their young daughter is in question. The affair will be a black mark against her. What’s all this got to do with Christmas? Not a whole lot but it begins as Carol is Christmas shopping and is waited on by her future lover. It continues through the holiday and later New Year’s Eve. A New York Christmas in the ‘50s looks lovely.

12 December 2025

I've Got to Admit It's Gotten Better -- I Re-Visit Only Angles Have Wings

Grant and Arthur in Only Angels Have Wings

It had been probably fifteen maybe twenty years since I’d watched Only Angels Have Wings (1939) Hawks. I’d never been impressed by it but it’s such a highly regarded film that I thought I should give it another shot. I do that occasionally, re-watch a much lauded movie that I didn’t like the first time or even the second. Sometimes my dislike for a film is confirmed, other times I discover something in it. L’Aventurra, Cries and Whispers and Picnic at Hanging Rock are all films that I didn’t enjoy the first time but later fell in love with.

No, I didn’t full in love with Only Angels upon re-visiting it, but I did like it a lot and wondered what my problem with it had been before.


It’s directed by Howard Hawks one of the ten greatest directors of all time and stars Cary Grant one of the ten greatest actors of all time, so that’s a helluva start right there. Also in the cast are Jean Arthur and Thomas Mitchell both of whom were in many an outstanding film. A very young Rita Hayworth also appears and, as the cliche goes, lights up the screen.


Grant was playing a less charming character than one has grown custom to seeing him play. But then again his characters in Notorious and Suspicion were not exactly warm and cuddly and he was brilliant in both. But perhaps the past version of me was put off by Grant’s gruffness and his curious relationship with Ms. Arthur. Speaking of whom….It is remarkable that Jean Arthur had chemistry with ever male actor she played opposite. This includes, Grant, James Stewart, Joel McCrea, Herbert Marshall, Robert Cummings, Ray Milland, Charles Boyer and Gary Cooper. I’m probably missing someone from that list. Arthur was not beautiful. She was the proverbial girl next door but a streetwise and sometimes cynical one. She could have a certain vulnerability but played strong, independent women. Ms. Arthur was not a great actress but she was damn good in everything she did and made a lot of really good films even better (examples include Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, Easy Living, Talk of the Town and The More the Merrier).


Thomas Mitchell was another actor who made good films better. He could be a drunk (Stagecoach) perpetually befuddled (It’s A Wonderful Life) and world weary (Mr. Smith). He was the consummate professional and his performance in Only Angels is a good example.


Sig Ruman is also in the cast and though he certainly played a type he did it well. As the owner of a small air freight company this to me is one of his better roles.


Only Angels is about honor and bravery and comradeship with a dollop of romance. It’s very much of its time — pre second world war — in its depiction of men and for that matter women. In the days in which the film takes place the weather is uncooperative creating peril for the flyers in what is a fictional South American country that is Andes adjacent.


Two of our favorite characters die, another breaks an arm, one suffers series burn and still another is accidentally shot. One of the points of the film is that real men, professionals, simply move on after tragedy strikes. There is too much that can and does go wrong to dwell on it.

The film emphasizes that motions are for women to deal with. Cary Grant is in the middle of it all setting the tone for how to be unruffled and stoic in the face of anything. Fair enough it's reflective of times. I should add that the flying scenes are really well done, as you would expect from a Hawks picture.


I don’t think Only Angels is as inspiring as it’s supposed to be. I didn’t find myself overly impressed by the men’s bravery. I didn’t worry for them or weep over them either. To be succinct the screenplay could have used a little punching up. 


However I enjoyed the cast and their interactions. I avoided the overall story and its arc and simply enjoyed the details and each character. I still don’t know why I didn’t like all those years ago but I do know why I didn’t love it. At it’s heart there’s not enough heart.


Your mileage may vary. Many people love the movie and find things in it that I can’t. If someone told me they consider it a great film I’d not think a wit less of them. Same if they told me they thought it stunk. I’m glad I gave it another go and managed to enjoy it.

09 December 2025

My Daughter's Wedding, A Day I'll Never Forget


I’ve spent the last ten minutes struggling to start this post. It’s never this hard. What I wanted to write about was my daughter’s wedding on Friday. I hate it when people write or say: “there are no words.” There are, in fact, plenty of words the fact that you can’t find the right ones is on you not a function of the limits of the English language which is quite rich in words. So anyway, I can’t find the words. Yes, I know they’re out there but the proper ones are eluding me.
 

Friday was a day like no other that I’ve experienced in my time on this planet. A daughter’s wedding was a first. I was thrilled, I was humbled, I was excited, I was reflective. I was full of love.


The wedding ceremony was held in San Francisco’s magnificent city hall. Evidently there are lots of weddings taking place there everyday and at all times. We saw many happy couples with family and friends having many, many pictures taken. I swear I don’t recall ever being in such a happy place, it buoyed an already elevated mood. 


The ceremony was short and sweet and the — I’m assuming this what you call him — justice of the peace seemed a delightful little chap. One of my daughter’s friends is a professional photographer so in addition to all of us snapping happily with our smart phones there was someone who knew what she was doing. She clicked away.


Next we went to a restaurant about a twenty-minute walk from city hall. We had a table reserved and our own menu with the newlyweds’ names on it. The food was superb, the company even better. Yours truly gave the toast and it was heartfelt and well-received. 


I don’t remember being part of such a happy occasion. It was nice meeting the groom’s cousin and two good friends as it was to meet daughter’s best friend and her husband. My wife and older daughter I’ve met but I always delight in their company. 


I’m a proud papa. Daughter made an excellent choice. Her husband is a warm and kind man. He must have special qualities to win my daughter’s affection. We share a love of proper football (soccer to you Yanks) though root for rival teams. Younger daughter is an incredible young woman. I know fathers always say that but she is a person of great intelligence and wisdom beyond her years. During my toast I mentioned her courage. She has always been brave. One could argue that getting married is a true test of bravery. 


Marriages don’t always work out as is well-documented but this one stands a better chance than most. It starts with unconditional love and requires patience, understanding, flexibility and a good sense of humor. As best I can tell they're off to a good start. 


Four days later when I think of the wedding day there is still a warm happy glow. I’m still struggling for words to properly convey how I felt that day and how I feel today. Here are some that I know are apt: love, pride, joy, serenity, elation, happiness, reflection, wonder and gratitude. In some ways that last — gratitude — is perhaps the most important of all.


It has been said that to live in gratitude is the true key to happiness. I will be forever grateful for that day and for my family, including its latest addition.

07 December 2025

The Early Days of Berkeley’s Finntown, It Wasn’t All Kahvia Ja Pullaa -- My Finnish Independence Day Speech


Yesterday I gave a talk at the Finnish Hall in Berkeley as part of our celebration for Finnish Independence Day. The transcript is below. I was very pleased that it was well-received,

Hyvaa Suomi! As you all probably know Finland has been consistently ranked as the happiest country in the world. I’m assuming that Finns everywhere including you here today are happy. Raise a hand if you’re happy. Okay great, we’ll see how many of you are still happy after sitting through my speech. I’m not suggesting my talk is boring but you might want to have another  cup of coffee before I start.


Two Finns having a fist fight right in the middle of a Berkeley restaurant? Surely such a thing never happened. Well, it almost did on a November night in 1920. Antti Malinen and Reijo Pirjo were Finns who’d migrated to Berkeley at the beginning of the 20th century. Antti was 46 and Reijo 52. They were respected members of the Finnish community and were acquaintances. The two happened to be seated at nearby tables for a Saturday night dinner in a Berkeley eatery, both with their families. Apparently Antti overheard Reijo say that Finns should align themselves with Lenin and the Bolsheviks who were now in power in the new Soviet Union. Antti interjected his thoughts saying that Lenin and his kind were full of what Finns call paska. The two rose from their chairs and continued to debate the topic. Tempers flared. One of them, it’s not clear who, started to throw a punch but was restrained. “Alä tapele pojat,” someone is reported to have shouted. Ultimately both had to be held back. A passing policeman was called to the scene. He issued firm warnings that any further disturbance would lead to their arrest and they could continue their fight in a jail cell. The two calmed down, shook hands and resumed their meals keeping their voices low. Thus ended the Battle of Berkeley, the lone recorded instance of anything approaching violence between Red Finns and White Finns in this fair city. As we will see conflict continued for many more years but this was a cold war not a hot one.


But first let’s go back further in time.


Finns in the U.S. were identified for the first time in the 1900 census, which counted about 63,000 persons born in Finland.


A considerable majority of early Finnish immigrants tended towards the radical left in politics, many immediately became involved in labor unions and local politics. By 1913 there were 260 Finnish chapters of the socialist party in America with 13,847 members. 


Finns were treated far better than most immigrants, particularly people of color and non-Christians, the instances of discrimination against Finns tended to be because of Finns’ left-leaning politics. In 1918 Olli Kinkkonen a Finnish immigrant in Minnesota was tarred, feathered and lynched for renouncing his newly-gained U.S. citizenship which he did to avoid fighting in World War I, a war that he did not believe in. This was at the height of what little anti-Finnish sentiment that there ever was in the U.S. and it was mostly exclusive to the Midwest.


The Bay Area was one of several spots in the United States to which Finns emigrated.


In the late 1800s some of San Francisco’s Finns moved across the bay to Berkeley. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Berkeley was growing and workers were needed — especially in construction, which Finns excelled in. Because of its proximity to the bay, Finns settled in what was then called Ocean View now more familiarly known as WB. Once the seeds were planted a community was established here that attracted still more Finns. This community grew significantly as a result of the 1906 earthquake. The fires from that quake were particularly devastating to the neighborhood near the Embarcadero where a lot of Finns lived. So among those dispossessed by the quake were a significant number of Finns who in turn moved to Berkeley.


The first time Finns appeared on Berkeley’s voter registration roles in 1894 when there were seven. By 1900 there were 86 Finns listed on the census and that figured more than doubled after the Earthquake. By 1910 Berkeley had the third largest population of Finns in California trailing only SF and Eureka.


Soon West Berkeley, came to be known by locals as “Finntown.” Finntown was centered around the intersection of University and San Pablo Avenues with residents living on both sides of San Pablo. Some Finns lived further east just below and above Sacramento Avenue, as did my grandparents who lived on Sacramento between Rose and Cedar.


Finntown encompassed several Lutheran churches, saloons, cooperative grocery stores, and the the first Finnish Hall on 10th and Bristol Streets, which was built by the Finnish Comrades Association in 1909. Among the Association’s founders was Walter Mork, one of the Finns who moved to Berkeley after the earthquake. He went on to serve as a Berkeley city councilman, essentially representing Finntown, for 26 years. You heard from his grandson Fred earlier today. 


Political organizations used the hall, particularly socialist ones. Berkeley elected a socialist mayor, J. Stitt Wilson, in 1911. He held both a pre-election rally and post-election celebration in the 10th street Hall both of which drew approximately 800 people. The hall was soon not only being utilized by Finns but being rented to various local groups just as this Finn Hall is today. It gained particular notoriety for hosting political rallies and meetings, mostly for the left.


Meanwhile Berkeley Lodge 21 was founded by nine men on May 14, 1911 as a mutual aid society for its members. In those days, lodges existed throughout California and to the north into Canada, to help Finns start their new lives in America and enjoy the community of fellow Finns. A women’s lodge was founded two years later, with the two lodges merging to form lodge 21 in 1915, as its name suggests, the 21st lodge to join this umbrella organization, it soon became the second largest. Of course the lodge was headquartered and held its events in the Hall on 10th street.


As a mutual benefit society, the Lodge provided sickness and burial benefits for its members, helped them find jobs, homes, get insurance policies and improve their English. But it had an equally if not more important role in the social and cultural life of Finns. Activities included stage plays, concerts, dances, an orchestra, choruses, a lending library and movies. Many friendships were made through lodge activities and the lodge served as a Tinder of its time for single Finns.


There was also a Finnish band of about 25 players. They performed at a variety of events throughout Berkeley though, being known as the Socialist Party Band, their primary focus was playing at political rallies and events. They gave open air concerts throughout the summer in the teens and twenties.


Through the first half of the 20th century, Finns were visible at a variety of city events including July 4th picnic and parades where they had a float along with flag bearers carrying the Finnish and US flags and the band performing. Finnish women’s groups also contributed to war efforts for both world wars by raising money for the red cross through coffee and cake sales, rummage sales and the like, women also knitted socks and sweaters for soldiers. Needless to say Berkeley Finns raised funds in various ways to support their countrymen during and after the Winter War and the continuation war that followed.


The Russian Revolution and the rise of Bolshevism in 1917 caused a major split among leftists worldwide — including Finnish immigrants and as earlier suggested even those right here in Berkeley. When the Czar was overthrown and executed, Finland technically became independent from Russia. Lenin allowed this independence, likely believing that Finnish Bolsheviks would soon seize power. To make a long story short, he was wrong.


Finnish socialists in the United States were likewise divided: moderate democratic socialists remained loyal to the Socialist Party, while radical leftists and communists broke away to join or support the Communist Party USA.


The radical elements retained control of the Finnish Hall on tenth street.


Because of the rift the Lodge had started holding more and more of their events at other venues besides the Hall. Eventually this led to the construction of a new Finnish Brotherhood Hall. This one where we gather today. ToveriTupa began being referred to as the Red Finn Hall.


The cornerstone of this Finnish Hall here at 1970 Chestnut Street was laid on October 9, 1932, on land donated by the afore-mentioned Walter Mork. The building of the hall was commissioned by Lodge 21 as its meeting, cultural and recreational facility. Construction was completed by the end of 1932, mostly by the labor of its members, including, I’m proud to say, my grandfather. The hall’s grand opening was marked by a three-day festival on Dec. 30 and 31 and Jan 1, 1933. The festivities included an inaugural program, an all-night New Year’s Eve dance organized by its younger members, and a stage play on New Year’s Day.


Lodge 21 attached itself to the new Finnish Hall which immediately drew most of the traffic that had been going to the older hall. In its 1934 constitution the lodge specified in article 2 section 3 that “this association shall be impartial and shall not take up for discussion any question of political, partisan or religious nature.” In other words politics were out. Meanwhile the “red hall” still concerned itself with political issues however while it was the site of many events and to be a going concern for decades more, it began to host less and less activity and it’s membership and influence dwindled.


When I was growing up in the 50s and 60s — that’s the NINETEEN 50s and 60s —there were very few socialist or communist Finns in the area — it was, after all, the height of the Cold War — and Finns had moved from socialism closer to the mainstream of American politics, it seemed the entire Finnish American community was solidly Democrat. I remember my father’s contempt for the one Finn he knew of who voted Republican. As for what was not known as the Red Hall, well it was not spoken of in my family for many Berkeley Finns it was a taboo subject.


If you lived in Berkeley in the first seventy years of the last century you almost certainly knew a Finn, if not several. It never struck anyone as unusual to meet a first or second generation Finn in Berkeley. We were everywhere though especially in the construction business, like my grandfather, dad, brother and uncle. If you went by a construction site in Berkeley chances were there was a Finn working there if not a whole crew of them. Finns were also ubiquitous at the Berkeley wharf, often taking off for or returning from a fishing trip or just hanging out seeing how the fishing had been that day. 


Skimming through Berkeley High or any of the junior high yearbooks from the ‘20s through ‘60s you’ll find anywhere from a handful to a dozen Finnish last names. Searching through the Berkeley Gazette one is constantly coming across references to Finnish activities at the Hall or individual Finns involved in schools, sports or businesses often doing volunteer work. Finns were a positive influence in Berkeley given their willingness and desire to help out with everything from school functions to scout troops to sports teams. Meanwhile prominent Finns who visited the Bay Area whether performers, diplomats, professors, athletes or politicians usually came through Berkeley to speak at the Finnish Hall. As recently as the early 1970s the great Finnish track star Lasse Viren who won Olympic gold in the 5000 and 10000 meter runs in the ’72 and ’76 games, was feted at the Hall.


By the mid forties the concentration of Finns around San Pablo had dissipated. The moves to other areas began just before the second world war. Anyway Finns could now be found all over Berkeley and increasingly in Albany, El Cerrito, Richmond parts of Oakland and even the other side of the tunnel.


By the late 1960s Finntown was already becoming a memory. Finns had moved to the suburbs and assimilated and Finnish immigration to the United States had all but stopped. Today if you meet a Finn in Berkeley he or she is likely a visiting professor at Cal or someone in the tech industry on a trip combining business with pleasure.


Lodge 21 is no more though we do have the Finnish Heritage Society and it’s Cultural Committee. The continuing celebrations of Finland such as today’s and Vappu at the Finnish Hall show that the legacy of Berkeley’s Finntown lives on. Bay Area Finns owe a great debt to those early Finnish pioneers. The Finns who came to Berkeley gave each other support and succor, maintained their culture and left a legacy — including this hall — that we Finns are rightly proud of. We can also be proud of the contributions our forebears made to the growth of Berkeley. As a Berkeley Finn I’m proud of Finland and its current standing in the world and its continually being named the world’s happiest country and I’m proud of this city and, despite it’s problems and struggles, what it has and continues to stand for and that Finns have played a part in it. 


You may be wondering if Antti and Reijo ever patched things up. History is silent on this. I like to think that in the spirit of Finnish Brotherhood they did and maybe even became friends.


Kiitos ja hyvää itsenäisyyspäivää. And power to the people!


03 December 2025

My Top Ten TV Shows for 2025

                          Adolescence

1. Adolescence

2. Last Week Tonight With John Oliver 

3. Black Rabbit 

4. The Lowdown 


5. Late Night with Seth Myers 


6. English Teacher 


7. Death By Lightning 


8. The Studio 


9. Ludwig


10. Hacks 


Honorable Mention: Department Q, The Gilded Age and Only Murders in the Building.


This is my 7th annual top ten TV shows of the year post. Last Week Tonight With John Oliver has dominated the list being number one three times, number two three times and third once. No other show comes close to this consistent excellence. Of course many of my favorites from recent years such as Barry, After Life and Succession have ended their runs A lot of shows that have made the list were one season shows such as this year’s winner Adolescence and the third place finisher, Black Rabbit. Some of my favorite shows of the year didn’t qualify because they’re no longer airing — such as Shetland — or because I was only watching episodes from the past — such as QI. You’ll note that the two shows just mentioned both air on Britbox which is the latest streaming service to grace our TV screen.

Of the top ten and three honorable mentions, Netflix led the way with four entries followed by HBO and Hulu three. One each were on Britbox, Apple TV and NBC.