Any holiday movie with a dollop of sweetness and a touch of wistful deserves a little slack at this time of year. This one is pleasant enough, but The Holiday won't be one you'll remember after the eggnog has worn off.
Complaining about the gooey and generic The Holiday is as useless as railing against fruitcake -- this is a slick, throwaway chick flick designed to provide nothing more than mindless diversion between bouts of shopping.
The Holiday has the materialist airhead brightness of a Christmas department store window, with handsomely outfitted mannequins arranged around an artificial fire. It's glamorous and sentimental but it doesn't touch the heart.