Little Women is not, strictly speaking, a Christmas film. The story of the March sisters unfolds over several years and through several seasons. But it is Christmas when the film opens and the spirit of coziness, family, hope in the face of war and joy in the face of poverty carry on throughout the film.
There are a few versions of the film (1933 with Kate Hepburn is dated but fun, 1949 with every starlet of the day is best avoided) but my favourite by far is Gillian Armstrong's 1994 version for capturing the warmth and domestic details of Louisa May Alcott's own Orchard House.
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