There's nothing that infiltrates your mind quite as deeply as a movie you watched annually when you were a kid.
I have a handful of Christmas movies that I consider sacred, but there's one film I can never quit: The Santa Clause.
Yep, that Christmas movie for children that literally begins with Santa plummeting to his death by falling off a roof. Dark, right?
Starring Tim Allen, the 1994 film centres on Scott Calvin, a divorced toy executive who unwittingly agrees to become the new Santa (after the aforementioned roof death), facing scepticism from his family while bringing him closer to his adorable cherub-faced son, Charlie.
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But tbh, none of that was on my radar because of one cheeky devil who entered my screen 30 mins into the movie.
I'm talking about Bernard, the sassy head elf who stole hearts and minds around the world. It's taken me 30 years to muster up the courage to say it, but the power of Bernard cannot be underestimated.

























