Film

A Christmas Story

Name: A Christmas Story
Genre: Comedy, Family
Released: 1983
Cast: Melinda Dillon, Darren McGavin, Peter Billingsley, Jean Shepherd, Ian Petrella

A wry, nostalgic memoir of one boy's single-minded campaign for a Red Ryder BB gun in 1940s Indiana, narrated by his grown self with dry, forgiving humor. It's episodic rather than plotted — leg lamps, bullies, a tongue frozen to a flagpole — finding comedy in small humiliations rather than punchlines. Gentle, endlessly quotable, and built for repeat viewing every December, ideally with family in the room.

TMDb rating

7.2

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