Goodtimes the same studio who graced us with winged Quasimodo, now brings you this bizarre Christmas movie. The story takes place in a town controlled by an evil Scrooge/Mr. Burns hybrid who rules with a cruel iron fist from his inefficient factory that makes flanges designed by someone who's never seen a flange before. This one-dimensional baddie has banned Christmas in the town because he thinks it's bad for business. I'll repeat that, because I think it bears repeating: he thinks CHRISTMAS, the holiday which has become the paragon of crass consumerism, is bad for business. And he enforces this ban with a squad of Christmas-quashing Keystone Cops led by a general who you'd think would be Santa Claus in disguise, but isn't. Who can stand against this cruel despot, aside from anyone who realizes he doesn't have any real authority to ban Christmas? Only Angela, a little girl who totally isn't an angel despite what the title and the box art show, and her sidekick, a talking wolf who contributes absolutely nothing to the plot and was likely only included because someone thought a talking animal would help keep the kids' attention. Lazy use of stills to save on animation, dull musical numbers and a twist ending everyone and their dog sees coming a mile away make this one a stinker for the ages. Please give it the riffing it deserves.

Phelous reviews it here it f you want to see it for yourself:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXRl-OKR08s&t=789s