All right. Ten stars for every movie. Let's see - deduct 3 stars for direct insult to Master Doris Roberts' Mrs. Miracle by naming this character a "Mister": the master was talented, seasoned, experienced, and her character just plainly struck cords with audiences. The lady portrayed Emily Merkle - a real-deal Angel dispatch - so well and visceral that it made a lot of us believe that the character along with the actor truly IS an Angel. While this... Harry Mills character-- they call him "Mr. Miracle"? What a joke.2 more stars for the horrifying comparison between Mister and Missus Miracle: At first I thought, with the record of the fantastic, lovable and radiant Mrs. Miracle, the Mr. Miracle would presumably be her husband, a MISTER Merkle, or at least an also-seasoned, high-ranking wise, old- timer Angel from above, with wisdom and guidance and influence that can spread hope and joy and happiness to the world, bring families back together and broken relationships mended-- I even thought, "Wow, a MISTER Miracle? They sent Emily's husband on Earth?" I got really so excited. Instead I saw an actor with few talent playing an obnoxious twerp whom I hate every time he does that idiotic smile and just wants to rip that right off his face - and last time I said that was on Kim Davis! - so that's saying something. For this character I'd just like to see a movie where he got all cocky and made Christmas messed up so bad that he pays for the mistake for it and his smile on his face gone entirely. Sadly, this was not it.2 more stars gone for that guy's behaviors. And whatever being an Angel should all be about. Emily Merkle played the part truly well; caring, loving, motherly, willing to take direct actions - sometimes even uses her power with Fate well to complete her assignments, also mixed with a fine bit of badassery - the two snowball trick entrance was awesome; trajectory, counter-blindsiding, projectiles, calm... instantly silenced the kids. She played the part so close to the heart that we the audience truly felt the heartbreak when she had to leave and disappears into the silence of the night. Mr. M-- screw that; Harry Mills(he does not deserve the name) - on the other hand, was like this parasite, this adult- child, a stalker and a total peeping tom that frequently steps into the off- limits zones and meddles with affairs that should not be his to go near to, and looks like he's more like a horny loveless idiot who just can't keep it in his pants. And don't get me started on his weird walk - I thought the Angels' group got their dispatches throughly debriefed and trained so they'd blend right in and know exactly what to say... what the hell? In opening he just walk in and talks what mortals say as "rambling nonsense", he doesn't know what the simple expression "Sit down" or knock or any earth slang means, and he's like a cocky arrogant teenager who thinks they know everything and declines assistance... it looks like he didn't even take his manners, behavior, linguistics or intervention method courses before he's dispatched. Think whoever is in charge of those Angels should really be fired. Surprised no one has got suspicious of him and call the police, and spare us the pain of enduring his obnoxious smile for the next 2 hours. True Angels don't do direct approaches!Really don't understand how the group that brought us High Angels like Emily Merkle has stooped so low, and if the story was that Mills was a new recruit and he got a lot to learn then I just don't see why they recruited him in the first place! And the movie ended with Mills getting more assignments? Och... Jesters help us.That leaves the movie with still three stars. The redeemable quality was that Nora Allen was playing a character that's got much more wisdom and was so much smarter. HER character, Celeste, should be performing this assignment, and Henry Mills should be an Angel that belongs in the circus or sh*t. Yet still, when Celeste said something about "Addie's dad requested divine intervention" I laughed. Emily Merkle's influence, her behavior, her words, her actions... all of them pointed to what resembled a true divine intervention, giving the audience thoughts whether it was Pamela, and the fact that they did NOT mention it made it more likely, and Celeste's words just broke the mystical temperament, leaving only a sense that some mortal organization ordered adjustments for someone, and they sent some obnoxious, expendable recruit for the task. Sometimes, less is more.I don't usually view a Christmas movie - or a movie, in general - with that low a score, but this... ugh.

It's bad enough we are subjected to the same movies over & over & over during the season from Thanksgiving to New Year's, but this one is horrible. The movie seems to jump from one scene to another and has no flow. While we know the theme is make believe, it is totally unbelievable and an insult to Doris Roberts. Her performances makes Mrs. Miracle believable, you pull for her, you feel her sorrow on leaving the families. Rob Morrow just comes off as an annoying stalker you just want to go away. This is writing at its worst.Hallmark Hall of Fame movies were class acts, but many of these Christmas movies are lousy & this one especially should never have been made. Apologies to the actors who tried but just could not pull it out of the gutter, your time was wasted, sure hope they paid you well.

The movie has no heart. For some reason the point seems to be for this angel, Rob Morrow, to get the main character, Addie, to "believe" in herself. Why? I have no idea. There is no sense of urgency or meaning to this fact. Now here I am at the end of the movie still not able to figure out what the heck her problem is! The main character we are suppose to care about Addie, seems lost, self centered and has zero self awareness and resents her Dad for nothing. You want to slap the character. I had nothing but irritation for her. Was not impressed by the actress playing her. It is hard to have any sympathy for her, when she had two loving supportive parents but does not like herself. Go to therapy then but do not make an entire movie around it! Rob Morrow decided to go with a very strange voice and odd take on being a new angel. He is hard to watch. He acts like a backwards person who walks around is a daze. It does not work. It does not even feel very Christmas-y. If you want a nice movie to play in the background while you work around the house, skip this one.

Rob Morrow is a fledgling guardian angel. He has been assigned to help Britt Irvin get her life back on track after the death of her father in this well-meaning but distracted Hallmark Channel Christmas Season movie.Morrow as the hopelessly clueless angel offers a funny performance with a squeaky voice, but his story of learning how to do his job seems like it should be comedy relief from the budding romance between Miss Irvin and William Vaughan. Yet it takes up about half the movie and it feels like padding. More than that, it seems like auctorial commentary, telling the audience how they are supposed to feel, whether they do or not.The details of making this movie -- the camera-work, the performances -- are well done. Unfortunately, the script seems more about the mechanical operation of the plot and telling the audience what to feel than letting us discover it within ourselves.