When I watched Miracle on 34th Street when I was a kid, at first I got into its story of a man named Kris Kringle who, thanks to the drunken antics of the guy they’d hired to be Santa, gets to play the part in Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, then takes up the duties as Macy’s Santa and becomes a sensation even as he freely claims to be the real St. Nick.
I stayed in it all the way up until Kris gets in trouble over bopping somebody on the noggin with his cane, which in turn leads Kris’ “victim” into making false accusation which exaggerates what happens, which in turn sends him to Bellevue Mental Hospital and, finally, into … a court of law?!
