In Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale, everyone's been naughty.

I'm not one of those cynical writers who hates the holidays. Sure, I hate Christmas music, and I suppose Hanukkah music, too. I hate long lines that never move. I hate pedestrians with overstuffed shopping bags, and commercials for electric razors, and drunk drivers. I hate buying presents, and then wrapping them, and then awkwardly exchanging them for equally useless gifts. I hate goofy hats and ugly sweaters and pointy-toed shoes. I hate all of the free time everyone else gets off from work. I hate the multiplication of Santa, and front-yard Nativity scenes. And of course I hate all Christmas movies not named Bad Santa. But Finnish film Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale, which opens Wednesday at the E Street Cinema, looks promising. I can't really tell what it's about, but there are lots of guns, and Santa gets shackled and hung from the ceiling. Maybe it'll join the list of things I love about the holidays, which right now contains just one item: bars with Christmas lights and Guinness on tap.

Watch the trailer after the jump: