Slate's writers offer a long and timely selection of "overlooked Christmas movies", including Yogi's First Christmas ("A surprisingly touching ode to ursine innocence"), Silent Night Deadly Night 3: Better Watch Out!, Harold Ramis's venture into hard-boiled nihilism The Ice Harvest, and Abel Ferrara's beyond-belief 'R Xmas (in which a crooked undercover cop played by Ice-T intereferes with a young drug-dealing couple's feverish attempt to obtain a much-desired "Party Girl" doll for their daughter's Christmas stocking). At this point, alert ScreenGrab readers may have noticed a family resemblance to our own beloved "New Holiday Classics" feature, except that most of the movies in Slate's round-up are a lot more fun to write about than they are to watch. But Timothy Noah is to be saluted for mentioning the best Christmas morning scene ever caught on film: the one in The Thin Man where Nick Charles (William Powell), lounging in his PJ's, shoots the ornaments off the tree with the handy little air-pistol that Santa brought him. (Not coal? Santa must have a lax policy towards creeping alcoholism.) That movie also has what may be the best Christmas party scene on film, with all the guys Nick once put in the joint streaming into the Charles's hotel room to show there's no hard feelings. The biggest, plug-ugliest one of all is found drunkenly sobbing because "I want to call my Ma and wish her a happy Christmas." "Well, why don't you?" asks Nick. "I. . . I haven't got a dime." — Phil Nugent