The type of B-movie I always enjoy watching: gory, silly, tongue in cheek, and completely over the top in every respect. The opening set-piece is by far the best part of the movie (and the surprise cameo helps too) so if you like that then you'll probably enjoy the rest of this one too. Goldberg is a good choice for a genial villain, the FX are cheesy but fun, and seeing old-timer Robert Culp getting involved works too. Obviously if you're not a fan of trashy horror you're not going to like this one, but I thought it was quite decent.

If you ever wanted to watch a movie where Bill Goldberg hits Chris Kattan with the same sidekick that ended Bret Hart's career, good news. I have found the movie for you.

Yep, the Mason family - including James Caan, Rebecca Gayhart, Fran Drescher and Kattan - are all fighting during Christmas dinner, but Santa arrives in time to kill them all. And that's just the start.

Santa is really Satan's son - the son of a virgin birth like Jesus - who used December 25th as the "Day of Slaying" until an angel defeated him in a curling match and he was forced to deliver gifts for 1,000 years.

Now, it's 2005 and Santa is ready to get some revenge.

This film was directed by David Steiman, who was a production assistant for Brett Ratner. It's a slick looking film, one that ended up way better than I thought it would be.

It has some interesting picks as stars, like SCTV's Dave Thomas playing a perverted pastor and Robert Culp playing the hero's grandfather (who ends up being the curling playing angel who defeated Satan's son). Plus, you know, Bill Goldberg as Santa, which gives him the chance to use his "Who's next?" catchphrase after the credits.

There are much better Santa as killer movies you can watch this holiday season. And we've covered so many of them over the last few days. But if you want to be a completist - and if you're a wrestling fan and want to see Vince Russo die in a strip club massacre - then go ahead and watch this.

A darkly comic movie set during the festive period; a small, snow-covered, all-American town under attack from a terrifying folkloric being; a teenager who isn't fond of Christmas; an old man who makes crazy inventions; a mean-spirited old lady; Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) playing over the opening credits: nope, It's not Gremlins (unfortunately)... it's Santa's Slay, a desperately unfunny tongue-in-cheek horror starring wrestler Bill Goldberg as Santa Claus, a demon forced to bestow gifts upon the good people of the world for a thousand years after losing a bet with an angel. However, when the thousand years are up, Santa goes seeking revenge...

With dreadful jokes, an awful script, crappy direction, and abysmal acting from almost everyone involved (including Emilie de Ravin from Lost, and several others who really should know better),Santa's Slay is one of those films so bad that it makes me depressed just thinking about the budget that was squandered on it.

Admittedly, Goldberg is fairly imposing as the malevolent Father Christmas (at least until he starts to talk),and there ARE some gratuitous shots of topless strippers (meaning that Santa's Slay narrowly avoids getting the lowest possible rating from me),but be warned, even ardent fans of z-grade trash might have trouble sitting through this mess in one go.