 It's Christmas Eve in LA and New York City cop John McLean is heading home for the holidays. To most, that summary would seem like a Christmas movie. Yet 30 plus years later, this debate is still being had. Today, I'm here to settle this shit once and for all. John McLean enters the airport with a gift for his wife. It's a bear with a red bow on it. Red bow Christmas. It's already there. We're already getting started. His wife's name is Holly. Deck the halls with balls of Holly. Fa la la la la la. Fuck yes. Not to mention that the main plotline involves John McLean heading to LA for a Christmas party. John enters Nakatomi Plaza. It's a pretty drab entrance. The only thing really lighting it up is the massive Christmas tree in the corner. Now I have a machine gun. The final confrontation ends with John McLean gift wrapping his own gun. It's a Christmas movie.