Escape Claus

Ho ho holy crap, is this a bad movie. Fred Claus makes me feel like the Grinch and it's only November 9. I'm not even sure what to mention here to illustrate why this movie isn't enjoyable — Vince Vaughn's tired schtick? bad writing? awful special effects? — so I'll stick with my initial thought, which is that the biggest waste of all is a jolly soundtrack that includes such gems as the Waitresses' "Christmas Wrapping" and the Jackson 5's "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town." You know a holiday movie is bad when even tunes like that can't lift your spirits. I'm giving Fred a D, for don't bother.