Damn. Angela Lansbury is the film equivalent of sugar cane. You know it's bad for your health but there's no resisting it. This holiday concoction is all a true Hollywood Christmas is about-lots of tinsel, music, colorful costumes and a happy ending. Lansbury plays Mrs Santa Claus who gets tired of being stuck in the background all the time so she sets out in a sledge of her own and lands in a 1908 New York just a few days before Christmas, where she encounters a group of children working in a toy factory which should rather be called a sweat shop. To kill her boredom, she helps launch the suffragette movement and improve the working conditions in the toy factory. Hughes' direction is quite simple and intuitive-the cast is wonderful so there really wasn't a lot to be done. Quite unexpectedly, there's even a feminist subtext in this lovely Christmas fantasy: Mrs Claus' determination to find her own identity and Sadie's suffragette project. "Mrs Santa Claus" is almost flawless package: Bob Mackie's costumes(which make you feel you're looking at those old-school Christmas cards), the cheerful songs and Rob Marshall's choreography make this ship swim even through the hardest film-critical storm. Sure, it's a bit tacky-but that's what Christmas is all about and that's why we love it. And after seeing this you almost wish Angela Lansbury would knock on your door in her fluffy red cloak with a Christmas carol.