Reprehensible. The innumerable contrivences begin w the lazy title. The writers had the unmitigated gaul to name the family of the film, Stone, in a failed attempt to be clever, sullying the name of an artist who actually created art and had originality. Sly should sue for defamation and slander. These aren't Everyday People. The Stone family is a rich, conservative, successful, snobby family that hides under a veil of trying extra hard to seem like a working class, liberal, bohemian and accepting group of people. If you dont know sign language or accept everyone for who they are wo question, this fsmily thinks youre a pos. When SJP, enters the film they see in her, what they really are, uptight and phony. She represents the mirror to what they really are and says what she really feels and naturally they judge and resent her for it. The writing is horrendous. There's no hint of subtlety. The word contrived isn't strong enough for the obvious setups and telegraphed exposition dumps, which make each scene expediously more and more cringy. Every character is a caricature of what these types of people really are. They use the worn out family-movie-sympathy-trope of cancer as a plot device that will bring the family together, in a weak attempt to make its audience sympathize for the most unlikable character, the mother played by Diane Keaton who progressively gets more annoying as the story unfolds. The leads have zero chemistry, making it apparent when the sibling swap love story unfolds. Ray Charles couldve seen it coming. Everett is an uptight prick, who speaks his terrible dialogue in whispers and is an extension of his boring family and falls head over heels in love w his gfs sister at first sight. Craig T Nelson is insufferable. The gay, deaf son character, whose in an interracial relationship only exists as a plot device to make these rich snobs seem liberal and accepting. I have no doubt the writer considered putting him a wheelchair in order to give him a yet another layer of plot armor. He serves no real purpose as a character and has no personality beyond being used as a plot whorre by sophomoric writers to make us hate the sjp character even more. Rachel mcadams' character only exists to be the antagonist to sjp. Luke Wilson exists for the same reason, except he's the blatant love interest, the guy who will help this careerist break out of her shell and the only person who accepts her. And so on for every other character, none of them have a real personality and they're all phony af. Adding insult to paralyzing injury they have the nerve to use music from Home Alone in the obligatory 'were just a silly fun loving family, lets be friends' scene. The only thing that wouldve improved this garbage pile wouldve been for the Amityville horror dad to go room to room w a shotgunn on Xmas eve. A more apt use for the budget of this Xmas movie would've been to feed the hungry and give shelter to those in need because it provides zero warmth to its audience which it repeatedly insults for an excruciating hour and 45 minutes that rivals waiting at the dmv, listening to nails on a chalk board while having your eyes kept open w a staple gun.