I was completely and utterly at the edge of my seat, clinging for dear life, once Santa was testifying in court my heart ripped out of my chest and dropped through the floorboards of my three story apartment building, as Grandma™ swiftly shut open the doors, to reveal the fact that she was actually alive the whole time, I screamed, I cried, and I shouted at my flat-screen TV at 5 in the morning when I heard the spine-chilling realistic bone pop of Grandma™'s ankles being shattered to bits by some idiotic reindeer, just for some fruitcake, I clapped until my hands turned blood red once Grandma™'s case was sought to the truth and finally Santa was proven not guilty. 10000000.999/10, this movie is not for the faint of heart. Way more dramatic and historically accurate than The Lighthouse or Mamma Mia! or Endgame. To Kill a Mockingbird could never. This movie changed my life-- Katherine called me back, and ever since then, we've been married for 186 years. This movie is heart-wrenching and more gruesome compared to Daredevil or Pulp Fiction. You thought it was badass when Snake Plissken said, "Call me Plissken" did you. More like "Call me Grandma™." I almost died watching this film, that I had to pause it for a solid 48 hours before continuing this masterpiece. Scott McNeil's role as Wolverine in X-Men: Evolution, was nothing compared to his voice performance in this great triumph. The animating was captivating, pragmatic, and down to earth realistic, enough to see the goosebumps on Jake, the dripping waterfalls of sweat on Santa's skin, and the stretch marks on Cousin Mel. Director Phil Roman really outdone himself with this one. Although, his power might just be too strong. You have been warned. When slime said he was slime I pissed my pants.