It’s not all negative. Clarke’s Kate is lovable and does get a few laughs through her bumbling mishaps. The let-down is the chemistry, or lack thereof, between Clarke and Golding. I was not expecting the Prince Charming, opulent suaveness we saw from Golding in Crazy Rich Asians, but nor was I expecting this stale dialogue that no true feelings can ever spring from.

The clunky film aims for easy laughs that don’t go past the obligatory ‘ha!’ and has you pulling at your hair (or in my case headscarf) because it could have been so much better. The George Michael soundtrack felt like an after-thought, with the songs slotted in rather than tailored to plot moments.

Thompson shows her political leanings with a divisive anti-Brexit voice present, which was just fine with me. Perhaps the redeeming quality is the Christmas message that comes through of doing something for others and caring for the fellow man, and how this is what truly leads to happiness. Let that be the takeaway from this unsatisfying Christmas tale.

Film review: will Last Christmas leave you feeling the Christmas spirit?