A New York cop wearing a white tanktop that unaccountably goes from mildly dirty to compltely filthy far too quickly takes down a bunch of vaguely European terrorists at a Christmas party in a Los Angeles skyscraper, while our unlikely hero attempts to mend the strained relationship with his estranged wife - as Vaughn Monroe croons “let it snow, let it snow, let it snow”.
A festive rush worthy of a double-bill with It’s A Wonderful Life, right?
