Angels Sing

Synopsis: As a child, Michael Walker wished every day could be Christmas. That is, until a tragic accident crushed his holiday spirit. Thirty years later, Michael still can't muster any joy for the holidays, despite encouragement from his playful wife and well-intentioned parents. But when his young son faces a tragedy, Michael needs to make amends with his past. A mysterious man named Nick gives Michael a gift and instills in him the courage to find the joy that he lost.

Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family

Director(s): Tim McCanlies

Actors: Harry Connick Jr., Connie Britton, Chandler Canterbury, Fionnula Flanagan

Production: Lionsgate


IMDB:: 5.9
Metacritic:: 39
Rotten Tomatoes:: 23%

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: PG
Year:: 2013
: 87 min
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(ENGINE WHIRRING)
MICHAEL:
There you go.
Good, bring it down. Bring
it down, bring it down.
Whoo! Great! That was
the best one yet.
You know, I think you might
be getting as good as me.
You'll never be as good as me,
but you're getting there.
- You're getting close.
- DAVID:
I'm way better than you.
MICHAEL:
Perfect.
What...
(LAUGHS)
What, are you trying to take a
little bit off the top right here?
- DAVID:
Yeah, you need a haircut.
- MICHAEL:
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- DAVID:
Watch this. Ready?
MICHAEL:
Yeah, go.
- Nice! Nice!
- DAVID:
See? Ready? Wait, wait.
Upside down.
- Boom!
- MICHAEL:
Nice! Nice!
(LAUGHING) Oh, man,
that was great, huh?
DAVID:
Oh, yeah.
- MICHAEL:
Turbulence. Turbulence.
- (LAUGHS) No.
- MICHAEL:
Turbulence.
- DAVID:
Oh, no.
- MICHAEL:
Turbulence!
- DAVID:
(LAUGHING) No, no!
- MICHAEL:
Turbulence!
- DAVID:
Whoa. Ah!
- Where is it? (LAUGHS)
- Turbulence.
- It's over there. Where is it?
- (LAUGHING) No!
MICHAEL:
Okay, bring her in
for a landing, now, okay?
DAVID:
I got it.
MICHAEL:
Right,
nose down a little bit.
Oh, it's windy.
It's windy.
Can he do it? Can he do it?
Can he do it? Can he do...
Aw...(LAUGHS)
Oh! Whoo!
Yeah!
That is a dead stick,
my friend.
Absolutely perfect,
bring it right in to us.
Turn it, turn it,
turn it, turn it.
(ENGINE STOPS)
What? Boosh!
Unbelievable.
Who taught you how to
do that, I wonder?
DAVID:
I don't know.
I guess I... Instinct.
- Instinct?
- Instinct!
You know what you can do?
BOTH:
(IN MOCK NEW YORK
ACCENT) You can shut up!
(IN MOCK NEW YORK ACCENT)
You can shut up.
No, you can shut up!
I want a milkshake.
You're not getting one.
You're getting buttermilk.
DAVID:
Dude, did you
see that landing?
MICHAEL:
You get
warm buttermilk.
Thumbs out.
Big smiles.
This one's a looker.
- Hi
- Hi.
Sorry, y'all, I don't
usually pick up hitchhikers.
Especially people as
shady-looking as you are.
Well, if it's the little dude you're
worried about I can vouch for him.
Actually, you seem kind of
suspicious to me.
If he looks so shady, Mom,
why'd you marry?
I don't know.
I ask myself that every day!
All right, y'all ready
for some house-hunting?
Haven't we hunted
every house in the city?
Yeah, but we haven't
found one yet, Dad.
And our lease is about to be up
and we are gonna be out sleeping
under the Congress Avenue Bridge.
- That's awesome.
- Not awesome.
It is awesome.
No. MICHAEL:
Yes, it is.
It's closer to the University.
I can walk to school.
Yeah, I'd love to see
that happening!
(BOTH LAUGH)
I hope you
brought your checkbook
because this is the one!
- This is it, huh?
- Yeah!
Right, we haven't
heard that before.
Oh! Hurry, come on. Before
someone else snaps up this gem!
Oh, this one looks cute.
Ah!
Rosalba. It's not done.
Where are the walls?
Oh, but you said,
"open plan." Open plan.
No, no, no, no, we need, um...
- Walls?
- We need a house that's done.
Look. Walls! Uh?
Huh. Yeah.
But no windows, Rosalba.
Uh, it's like a dungeon.
I like this one.
Hmm? (LAUGHS)
Oh, yeah.
- Yeah, windows!
- Look at this, man.
That's good.
Light, natural light!
Yes! This is, this is
a lot more our speed.
- Rosalba, how much are we talking for this one?
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah?
- Oh.
(MUMBLING) Um...
This one is just a touch
above your price range.
- How much is a touch?
- Just a smidgen.
- Like, 20?
- Above a hair.
Forty? What?
- More than 40?
- Come on. Let's go.
- Rosalba!
- Come on, Rosalba.
Ay...
Did you find anything?
- No.
- Nothing we can afford?
Nothing we can afford.
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