Santa Claus on Trial!– Miracle on 34th Street

[Originally published as part of the “MSN Cadillac” series.]

Is there a more warmhearted celebration of Christmas cheer amid the urban reality of modern America than the original Miracle on 34th Street?

It’s a Wonderful Life may be the cult film of the Christmas season, a holiday noir that slips into nightmare before pulling out its happy ending. But the idealized small town life and the David and Goliath struggle with fat cat Mr. Potter is pure Capra-corn nostalgia, a Hollywood backlot idea of Americana.

Miracle is set in the real world bustle of 1947 New York, where department stores compete for holiday crowds and harried professionals fight to stay on top of their jobs. Into this world of career advancement, commercialism and divorce (it’s startling how little things have changed in 60 years) strolls Kris Kringle (Edmund Gwenn), a jolly old man with a gentle voice, a snow-white beard, a twinkle in his eye, and his own Santa Claus suit. That’s because he believes he is, in fact, Santa Claus.

Yes, Natalie Wood, there is a Santa Claus
Yes, Natalie Wood, there is a Santa Claus

Hired by single mother and career woman Maureen O’Hara to take the holiday throne at Macy’s department store, he puts the spirit of altruism above the crass mercantilism of his corporate bosses and sparks a revolution of customer service benevolence in his wake — at least before a fidgety, fussy little psychiatrist schemes to have him committed and Kris’ new friend and loyal lawyer (played with genial charm by B-list leading man John Payne) goes to court (to paraphrase an old joke) to prove there really is a sanity clause.

What makes Miracle a genuine miracle of holiday filmmaking is the pitch-perfect balance of social cynicism and human generosity. The hearing becomes a good-natured parody of a celebrity trial, where the election-wary judge, the harried prosecutor, the uncomfortable witnesses, everyone but our heroes and the children of New York behave out of pure self-interest. Who wants to rule that there is no Santa Claus? Yet the results are purely benevolent.

Kris’ real victory, however, is breaking through the logical shell of a skeptical little prodigy (cute little Natalie Wood in an early role) and giving her the greatest gift of all: the innocence of imagination and the permission to believe in fairy tales. Yes, America, there really is a Santa Claus, even if it’s just in our need to believe in him.

Author: seanax

I write the weekly newspaper column Stream On Demand and the companion website ( I'm a contributing writer for Turner Classic Movies Online, Keyframe, Independent Lens, and Cinephiled, and the editor of Parallax View ( I've written for The Seattle Post-Intelligencer, The Seattle Weekly,, Senses of Cinema, Asian Cult Cinema, and Psychotronic Video, among other publications, and I am a contributing editor to Parallax View. I currently live and work in Seattle, Washington, with my two cats, Hammet and Chandler.

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