Went in without knowing anything about previous two films or seeing reviews.Came out scarred for life, don't understand how such a truly awful film can get distributed. By a long way the worst "film" i've ever seen.Hiding underneath jacket didn't work, trying to fall asleep didn't work.Like a two hour episode of Gigglebiz without the jokes and budget.I can't say it enough but truly awful, if this is a "British" film then I don't want to be British anymore.No redeeming features whatsoever, no jokes, a few donkey farts and that's about it.I can't stop people from going, but don't say I didn't warn you!

Having found the previous two 'Nativity' films reasonably enjoyable, I was extremely disappointed by this overly long, extremely contrived and frankly boring film. It kept my 10 year old's attention but you would hope that Christmas family films like this would be at least tolerable for adults.The 'flash mob' premise that the film is very shakily built on is also poorly conceived and even more weakly delivered. I would suggest that the film's producers and director did not have the slightest clue what a flash mob is and how ridiculous the conceit of a flash mob competition is. There must be 101 other excuses to have a group of people sing and dance together. I have not a clue why they chose to shoehorn it into that particular 'genre' other than the fact that it is current and must be 'trendy'... meh.Anyway, to summarise, it was only my annoyance at the misunderstanding and idiocy surrounding flash mobs that served to give me some distraction from the insipid storyline, unconvincingly delivered, by a cast whom you might have expected more from.

Primary school classroom assistant Mr Poppy's Christmas problems involve taking the kids to win a flashmob contest in London in order to get to New York so that grumpy amnesiac Mr Shepherd can get to New York to marry fiancée Sophie despite the efforts of her ex-boyfriend Bradley Finch to throw a spanner in the works.Martin Clunes follows in the footsteps of Martin Freeman and David Tennant as the latest straight man to Marc Wootton's idiot child-man Mr Poppy (an individual who, in real life, would never be allowed within a mile of of a class of primary school children, all of whom display more maturity than he does. In this instalment, due to Mr Shepherd's amnesia (arising from being kicked in the head by the eponymous donkey), Mr Poppy actually has to exhibit a degree of responsibility, but don't worry, it's not significant.This film is pretty much par for the course. In between bright, colourful musical numbers – lots of them, none of them memorable or very well staged or performed – the rather silly plot unfolds, loose ends flapping in the breeze of the plentiful fart gags, to its eventual climax, yes, you guessed it, atop the Empire State Building (or, to be more precise, a large studio mock-up thereof), while stalwarts of British TV earn a few coppers in between sitcom series.This is not a good film, but neither were its two predecessors and they clearly found enough of an audience to justify this third entry.Having said that it is not a good film, I must go on to say that it is essentially good-hearted (albeit I would have liked to have seen the issue of swindling the posh kids out of their trip to New York addressed), and it is good natured. And there were two moments, one from Clunes and one from Lauren Hobbs (very good as his daughter Lauren) which got closer to moving me to tears than many other much "better" films.Plus, above everything else, Nativity 3 is aimed at kids, not adult. And I suspect that kids like jokes about farts and reindeer poo more than adults.

OK... Is there a legal precedence for trying to claim back 2 hours of my life..? Does this film count as a case of fraud, cinema is meant to be entertaining and this film certainly is not.Yes my 8 and 5 year old's laughed at the 'farting' comments and jokes, and Mr Poppy dressed as a snow pig seemed to amuse them too... but all I can assume is that this film was made to try and claw money off the poor unsuspecting British public by desperately trying to hang onto the coat tails of the original film (still).=====*****SPOILERS*****===== Martin Clunes and Catherine Tate should be ashamed of themselves, Clunes in particular spent most of the film with 'no memory' and as it came across this included the ability to act, Tate is poor at best and to be honest is as sincere in her relationship with Clunes as the Snow Queen. The start of the film we find that the School is going to be inspected by Ofsted the whole build up is about the failings of the school, at the end of the film there is no conclusion... It's as though there are two films badly stuck together...Mr Poppy will keep the kids amused if only for a few moments, but truth be told it is tired and tedious at best.Do yourself a favour and DON'T BOTHER seeing this film, it should have gone straight to DVD and stayed there...The film