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| - I feel like no matter what I write I'll be branded a "grinch" so I'm just gonna go for it...My family and I try to do a Christmas 'event' every year - go to a show or on a trip of some sort. This year we went on what seemed like an ACID trip at Castle Noel.
As described, this place pays homage to Christmas movies and all things Christmas. You are led through a maze of displays by people who appear to be the relatives/followers/minions of Castle Noel's founder, Mark Klaus. Some have real enthusiasm, some feign it well and some downright fail. Shout out to the guy by the shoe display - your sexist comments about women and shoes are forgiven; I'm assuming you were high on cocaine because your enthusiasm was so immense, I thought it had to be drug-induced.
Almost every section is prefaced with some grand praise of "Mark Klaus, the god of Christmas." We learn more about Mark than anything - how hard he works on recreating displays, how good of a sculptor he is. You learn about his health problems (broken back) and watch clips of HIS favourite Christmas movies and hear anecdotes of his life. I'm sure Mark is a nice guy but it would be like going to the Tate Modern or MoMA and hearing more about the curator than the art.
There are some impressive props, such as Will Ferrell's "Elf" suit and Jim Carrey's Grinch sled. I hate to burst people's bubble, but one of the worker bees explained that the slide is only a replica of the "Christmas Story" slide, that said, we bought our family photo along with a gem-of-a-photo of my brother from the top of the slide because it was so damn funny.
I left Castle Noel feeling marginally more Christmassy but that was mostly as a result of having a good laugh with my nearest and dearest. I couldn't help but feel the whole time that there was some weird, grim, patriarchal, cultish undertone flowing throughout. Maybe I've just watched too many non-Christmas movies...
Overall, it was an experience to say the least, but not one I need to repeat in upcoming years.
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