A Christmas Story is a nostalgic holiday comedy set in 1940s Indiana, following young Ralphie Parker’s quest for a Red Ryder BB gun. Blending humour and warmth, it captures childhood dreams, family quirks, and festive traditions. Iconic moments include the leg lamp, the tongue-on-a-pole dare, and Ralphie’s relentless wish despite warnings he’ll “shoot his eye out.” Its timeless charm and relatable family chaos have made it a perennial Christmas classic cherished across generations.
and the premiere of a supporting short film, “The Disappearing Husband.”
Following from a chance meeting with an old friend a recent retiree begins to wander off at random. Where to? Nobody knows. A case for shady private detective Vince and his equally dodgy assistant. (They are not that good, but they are cheap)
Holmes and Watson they are not.
Hucknall Food Bank Donations
At the film show there will be a voluntary collection of non-perishable food and cash.
On Wednesday 17th December we are showing ‘A Christmas Story’ feature film and an exciting addition from the ‘Kept Woman’ film studio directed by Christine and David Vincent.
I feel lucky to have received an invitation to the preview, joining other distinguished critics. You may recognise some well-known local character actors in this film.
It is a story of a retiree Bob who longing for some excitement keeps disappearing from home. Not dramatically — just quietly. A coat missing from the rack. His phone left charging. No note. He’d return hours later with no explanation.
Concerned, his wife Maureen hired a private detective named Vince — a man with a dodgy moustache and a trench coat that hadn’t seen soap since the Millenium.
Vince takes the job with relish. “Retirees don’t just vanish, love. They drift. And I’m good at catching drifters.”
After a week of surveillance, Vince and his partner returned with a grainy photo and a single word scribbled on a napkin: Hucknallu3a
Curious and slightly baffled they followed him one morning. He walked past a chip shop and the marketplace before entering a building called the John Godber Centre.
Inside, they found a room full of retirees — Bob was grinning like a schoolboy.
“Hucknall u3a,” he explained, “is the University of the Third Age. It’s where we go to keep learning. To stay curious. To not fade away.”