Picture this: A snow-globe-perfect matriarch (Michelle Pfeiffer, because who else?) snaps after years of playing Santa’s overworked elf—and vanishes into the tinsel-strewn night. The trailer for Oh. What. Fun. isn’t just a holiday comedy; it’s a middle finger to every parent who’s ever wrapped presents at 3 AM while their family snores obliviously.
This isn’t Home Alone with a gender swap—it’s Thelma & Louise with eggnog. Pfeiffer’s Claire doesn’t just leave; she stages a full Yuletide jailbreak, trading her apron for adventure while her family flails like reindeer on roller skates. The genius? The trailer frames her escape as triumphant, not tragic. (Take notes, Hallmark.)
The “Missing Mom” Trope, Rebooted
Hollywood loves a vanishing matriarch—The Holiday, Force Majeure, even Die Hard (RIP, Holly Gennaro’s agency). But Oh. What. Fun. flips the script: Claire’s exit isn’t a crisis; it’s a correction. The trailer’s punchline? Her family’s panic isn’t about missing her—it’s about missing her labor. Cue the slow clap.
Why It Works:
- Pfeiffer’s Vibe: She’s serving icy glamour with a side of “try me” energy—like if Scrooged’s Claire (meta!) finally snapped.
- The Cast: Jason Schwartzman as a likely disaster husband? Maude Apatow as a Gen-Z Grinch? Sold.
- Director Michael Showalter’s Track Record: From The Big Sick to The Idea of You, he’s a maestro of messy, heartfelt humor.
Mark your calendars for December 3rd—because Oh. What. Fun. might just be the anti-Christmas movie we didn’t know we needed. Or, as Claire would say: Let them eat takeout.
