Monday, December 25, 2006  Plenty to Unwrap  One of the
advantages of having Christmas at home is that I usually end up
copious amounts of movies on or around Christmas (another
obvious advantage is that there's no one around to shout 'Don't
open the presents, it's not even December yet!'). This year,
along with my traditional Christmas Eve viewing of 'Eyes Wide
Shut,' I found a couple wonderfully terrible made-for-tv
Christmas movies to watch (at the encouragement of my wife), a
new release and a couple others I've finally gotten around to
seeing.  I was one of the few who didn't shoot up the sky with a
Tommy gun after seeing Condon's 'Chicago' -- my main complaint
being that its songs and antics were too draining -- but
predictably bought into the Oscar buzz surrounding 'Dreamgirls.'
I was ready to put my 'Chicago' complaints behind me after the
first act of 'Dreamgirls' -- during which it attains an energy,
rhythm and genuine giddy-ness rarely seen these days -- but when
Condon slowly starts putting on the