There are so many silly contrivances and flubs in this movie that I found myself laughing AT it more often than WITH it. For example, no one had a southern accent, unless you count Richardson's very soft Texas drawl. The Rockies were in the background, not the Appalachians, and NO ONE--I mean, NO ONE-- could drive from a mountain high enough for a ski resort to Knoxville in an hour, let alone to catch a plane, especially in a blizzard! Then there the song, which I love but won't spoil here-- but in CHURCH on Christmas Eve?? Good grief. But... if you just want a sweet Christmas sugar cookie type of movie that has all the decorations, romance, and cheer that makes the season bright, you may enjoy this little fairy tale.