Couple of
stupid college kids, Christmas Eve, broken down car. How are they ever going to get home for
Christmas day? Fortunately they set
sights on a nearby, albeit tiny hangar and airstrip. They head to the adjoining cabin, where they
meet a gaunt red-nosed man (Rudolph) who offers to fly them home (across the
Mississippi perhaps) in his crop-dusting plane.
The kids hesitantly agree, and everything seems to be going well even as
he asks them creepy ‘naughty or nice’ style questions while they are in the
air.
Then they
land. On an island. In the middle of the Mississippi river. Rudolph says they just need to refuel, but
the kids get suspicious as they notice what seems to be a massive, and
abnormally festive cemetery. Their
questions are answered, or at least put to a permanent rest when Rudolph rips
some antlers off of a hunting lodge hall and impales one of the kids. The rest flee and find themselves hiding out
in a strange world inhabited by a group of inbred elves.
They watch
as eight other manslayers bring in their collections of people that they have
gathered from across the country, and eventually they find out that their souls
are meant to be presents to the father… not Father Christmas, but Father
Darkness, Satan Clause himself. The kids
realize how serious things are and begin to fight their way out, all the while
trying to stay off Satan’s radar by not being too naughty. Their best chance: a sleigh like boat, and a
group of really really confused non-Christians.
Basically, imagine if one of the doors in Nightmare Before Christmas went to a world dedicated to Deliverance.
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