A COSMIC CHRISTMAS (cbc, 1977)

Why was it such a misfit?

Once again I might be stretching the defintion of "misfit" here, but only in certain locations. A Cosmic Christmas was first broadcast in Canada in 1977. In America, it aired in syndication and quickly disappeared, but in its native country, it enjoyed repeat showings and put its animation studio on the map. This was the very first project undertaken by Nelvana, a small operation at the time. George Lucas saw the special and hired Nelvana to create the animated portion of the Star Wars Holiday Special. Every step from there was a step up, and they would be a Canuck cartoon powerhouse by the 1990s. So technically, A Cosmic Christmas was a success. It is rarely ever shown today, however, in any country.

This is Peter, the main character of A Cosmic Christmas. He's wandering down the bustling Canadian streets, happy as a clam, though right now he's the outlier. Everyone else looks either stressed, angry or flustered. There's a man grabbing a lion stuffed animal who looks like a lion himself. There's a counter clerk frantically trying to wrap up a woman's gift in a box, but he's managed to tie his own hands up in knots.

Even if I hadn't known this was Nelvana beforehand, I would have realized it quickly. They had a very distinctive style in the early years. All these blobby, toothy people with exaggerated features, like something out of a Beano issue, were very typical for them. One thing the characters don't have, though, are square eyeballs, which would be a Nelvana trademark eventually.

Peter runs into a depressed-sounding bell-ringer whom he seems to know. "How's it going, Santa Joe?" he asks. "Nowt sho fine, Peter," he slushes out. "Well, Merry Christmas anyway," Peter says and moves on. The real reason Peter's here on the street is to meet up with Lucy, his best friend...who happens to be a Canadian goose. (Note that this is the only friendly Canadian goose I've ever seen.) But he also runs into some other folks he'd rather not have...

It's the village street toughs! Most of them don't have names, but the leader with the switchblade is called Marvin. They try to literally get Peter's goose, and beat it up, but they just wind up beating themselves up.

It's around this time that Peter spots a large light moving across the sky. Convinced he's witnessed a UFO, he yells to anyone who he thinks will listen. It isn't the police chief, who just yawns and tells him to go home. It isn't the street toughs, who immediately mock him. "What else did you see, Peter, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer? HA HA HA!"

But Peter is confident he just had a close encounter, and ventures off into the woods with Lucy to get a closer encounter. You already knew from the title of this thing that he would be 100 percent right. Pete witnesses a bright light slowly descend into a field, turn itself into a black orb, and then create an opening from which three tall, robed figures emerge.

Since these aliens greatly resemble the Three Wise Men, the allegory they're going for is obvious. They do have one extra member who wasn't part of the Nativity: a floating yellow robot blob thing with big red eyes, that can morph itself into any shape. It doesn't have a name but it freaks Lucy Goose out.

"TWO THOUSAND YEARS AGO EARTH TIME, IN THE SEVENTY-NINTH MERVENT, A TRANSIATORY CELESTIAL PHENOMENON OF THE MORBURNIAN CLASS--"
"What?"
"What Plutox is trying to say is, that in the heavens visible to many worlds, there appeared for a time a great star." Like the Magi before them, they've come to investigate what it was about.

"Oh, you mean the Star of Bethlehem!" Peter informs them. "That was meant to signify the birth of Jesus Christ! He was a very important person, and we started a holiday on the date of his birth. It's called Christmas!"
"Christmas?" the aliens ask.

"We celebrate it every year with love, peace and caring for others. And that's CHRISTMAS!"
"Then that is what we've come for," an alien says, "Show us this...Christmas."

Back in town, it seems like Peter wasn't the only one who saw the UFO. A man on the street stops the store owner as he's closing up and says "Didja hear about the alien visitors?"
The store owner comically gets his face tangled in the holday wreath as he exits the door -- I don't know how that's possible, but he winds up with it stuck to his face.

"Sounds like a publicity stunt to me," he rages. "I'll bet it's that new store trying to steal my business! Some people will do ANYTHING!" He storms off, still looking like a green Muppet.
The aliens have been watching discreetly from a corner. "Is this...love, Peter?" they say. He has no response.

Pete brings the aliens to the office of both the mayor and the police chief (it's a small town, I guess). The chief is taking calls about flying saucers and aliens and scoffing at all of them. "You got little green men in your pantry? Are you sure it isn't bats in your belfry?" He just hangs up on all of them and occasionally slathers his dome with hair growth cream.

The mayor, by contrast, believes every report -- and is panicking. He's quite the coward, and nervously asks the chief how many men he's got on duty. "Just yours truly...I gave the other boys the night off. It's Christmas, ya know."
"CHRISTMAS SCHMISTMAS -- CALL 'EM BACK! ...no no wait, better not, don't want to start a panic."
"Better go check this out ourselves."
"RIGHT! YOU go, I'll stay here."

"Good idea. If they come here;..."
"COME HERE??? I've decided to come with you."

"Is this....peace, Peter?" the aliens ask. Again he has no response. This isn't working out so far.

Pete peeks in at the hideout of the street toughs. It's unlikely anything he sees here is going to make a good impression; come on now.

"So what're ya having for Christmas dinner?"
"Nothin', as usual."
The girl with the white afro stands up and sarcastically says "Well, I'm having caviar, pheasant under glass, foie gris, roast goose--"

"WHAT did you say?" Marvin suddenly rises. He brings out his switchblade, flicks open the comb and grooms himself while smiling wickedly. He has an idea now.
"Yeeeeah, roast goose. I could go for some 'a that."

Peter's pet gulps loudly.

Despite Peter's insistence that "he didn't mean it" (I'm pretty sure he did), the goose now fears being cooked. The yellow alien blob thing makes an attempt to cheer Lucy up by turning into all sorts of shapes and dancing, in a sequence that eats up a full minute.

The aliens ask, "Have we come to Christmas yet?"
Peter thinks and says "Well, there's ONE more place I could take you..."

It's Peter's own house, where his mother is setting up a dinky little plastic tree, his father is cleaning his pipe and her grandmother is putting the finishing touches on a decorative handmade angel. That's when Peter enters with three special surprise guests.

This is the first time he's ever shown the aliens to anyone -- the other times, he's hid in corners or behind doors, observing what other people are doing in secret. Well, no more -- he's got aliens and his fam is gonna know about it. In fact, it's Lucy he told to stay outside, which feels backwards. And it has the result you'd expect....there are a pair of evil eyes watching her from behind the backyard woodpile.

Just a moment ago, they were talking about what "nonsense" those flying saucer rumors were. Now they're frozen with gaping mouths as the three figures slowly glide into the room.
"Do not be afraid, we mean you no harm," one of them states. "We are only here to observe...we are forbidden to interfere."

Grandma seems to be the only one unfazed. "My, men from Mars! Come in, come in! Sit by the fireplace and warm yourselves."

She tells them all about what Christmas was like when she was growing up. "My father would search for a tree in the forest. My goodness, it would touch the ceiling! We made our own decorations in those days...stringing popcorn, tying red bows on the limbs of the tree...."

As Grandma reminisces, the shortest alien starts glowing and turning red. Sparkles start flying from his mane and create illusions around the room, based on what Grandma is telling them. A tree materializes in the corner. Popcorn garland and living gingerbread men march through the air and wrap around it. When Grandma describes her Christmas dinner, the entire table with all the trimmings appears in the middle of the room. It's all very captivating, so much so that they almost don't notice what's going on just outside...

Yup, Marvin is kidnapping Lucy. All the illusions disappear as everyone is shocked out of the trance. Peter runs outside, but he's too late. Marvin races through the snow on his bicycle, snickering and sneering, with Lucy in his tight grip.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, the townspeople have discovered the location of the spaceship. The police chief shouts through his bulhorn for anyone inside the craft to come out immediately, but there's no answer.
"Maybe they didn't heat ya."
"Duh, maybe they don't have ears."

While they're trying to figure this out, Marvin zooms right past them, followed by Peter yelling "STOP! THIEF!"
The chief turns around in the direction they went. "A robbery? That's more like it." The crowd turns their attention to that instead and chases after them. Also, instead of a car, the chief has a flashing light siren that he attaches to his own head. No, really.

Marvin hears the crowd coming after him and knows he'll be in deep trouble if he doesn't stop pedaling. That concern causes him to not watch where he's going, and he wipes out into the frozen pond. Lucy escapes, as she can fly, but Marvin isn't quite as gifted. He can't pull himself out and will freeze to death if he isn't rescued immediately.

Peter attempts this, but the ice starts cracking further and he falls in as well. The chief and his crew catch up at that point, and decide to form a human chain to reach the kids and pull them out. They're not long enough, however....

"YOU THERE!" the chief shouts, pointing at the aliens, who he can't tell are aliens from that distance. "COME ON, HELP!" They debate what to do.

"He is calling us....he said 'help.' What is 'help'?"
"Perhaps 'help' is the meaning of Christmas."
"You know we cannot interfere."
"Yes, but how else will we learn about Christmas?"
"I hope Galaxy Central isn't monitoring this sector..."

As far as I can tell, Galaxy Central is not. The aliens link hands, complete the chain and lift Peter and Marvin out of the water safe and sound.
Peter's just happy to be safe again (and reunite with Lucy), but Marvin has now gone from cold to hot water. The townsfolk stand around the boy and scowl.

"HOW COULD YOU THINK OF STEALING THAT BOY'S GOOSE -- AND ON CHRISTMAS EVE??"
"He ought be ashamed of himself." "He oughta be in JAIL!" "Throw away the key!"

"I do not understand," says one of the aliens. "WHY did he steal the goose?"
"BECAUSE HE'S NO GOOD." "BECAUSE HE'S EVIL."
Peter's granny breaks the tension: "Maybe...he was just hungry."

"But why would someone go hungry if it is Christmas?" asks another alien.
"Maybe because....maybe because we were so busy thinking about ourselves, we never thought about other people."
Upon hearing this, everyone just looks at their shoes. They know she's right.

"Marvin....would you like to spend Christmas with us?" Peter asks timidly.
"Me? Who are you kidding?" Marvin sniffs.

"No one, Marvin. We'd like very much for you to share our Christmas," says Peter's mother.
"We've got LOADS of extra turkey."
"Wel, Marv, how about it?"
Marvin says nothing, but just smiles.

"Well," the chief says in the direction of the aliens, "any more questions?"
"No," the alien replies. "I think we understand Christmas now..."

In fact not only is Marvin invited but so is everyone else. They all pool their Christmas feasts into one gigantic mass of gluttony. The police chief hangs his badge as the star on the tree. Santa Joe appears for the second and last time, slurring out "Merry Krishmush, kidsh" as he leans his head from a giant sandwich obscuring most of his body.

Peter's mother asks where her son and Marvin are -- they don't seem to currently be in the room. Someone says he just saw them standing outside. Pete's dad opens the front door to see the pair gawking up at the sky. The aliens are leaving for their home planet, but left behind a spectacular angel-shaped light show. Everyone gathers outside, oohing and ahhing at the display, as the camera pans into the distance and fades to black.

Why didn't it fit in?
I wouldn't call A Cosmic Christmas the best holiday special ever, but there's a lot to like about it. The late 70s Moog synthesizer score works for the otherworldly subject matter. The animation is expressive and they clearly let the staff go wild and draw whatever entered their heads (the chief's head siren could not possibly have been a scripted moment). It has an overall cozy, fireplace-warm feel that just works, and I can see why it stayed on the air in Canada for several years.