It’s officially that time of year when I’m not going anywhere because it’s too cold out and it gets dark earlier. Lame? Most likely, but I’m warm and there is usually chocolate and assorted carbs at my place, so I win.

This week, we’re getting into the final stretch before Christmas. There will be posts next week, but that will more so New Year’s oriented. To celebrate the coming holiday, we’re going to look at the two sides of Christmas: the more depressing, I-hate-people side in Black Mirror‘s “White Christmas,” and the uplifting Miracle on 34th Street (1947). A bit of column A, a bit of column B. Enjoy.