- The main characters are thoroughly unlikeable. Much like how the entire cast of "Jurassic Park III" was so annoying that you were begging the dinosaurs to eat 'em, you'll be secretly praying that the Kranks fail in their sudden need to re-celebrate Christmas at the last minute.
- It lives in the alternate universe where not celebrating Christmas and decorating your house is some kind of malady. Dunno about you, but on my block around half of the houses will have no decorations at all. But the book takes place in a universe where there are no Muslims, Jews, atheists, or even Christians who aren't interested in the whole Christmas shtick.
- It's horribly shallow. Much of the end is concerned with getting a present for the kid's boyfriend so he won't feel left out. As a one-time-boyfriend who visited potential inlaws just to see them scramble to wrap up something for me that was laying around the house, it's better to just let it slide. Opening that Swiss Coloney Miniature Cheese Assortment was an uncomfortable moment, as it was so obvious that no thought was put into it. Would've been much better just to go without.
- It takes place in a universe where going on a cruise for Christmas will cause an entire town to hate you.
- The book, even at 100 pages, was padded with done-to-death slapstick crap. Let's be honest. Has the joke about falling off a roof while putting up a plastic Santa/Snowman/Reindeer/etc not BEEN DONE TO FREAKIN' DEATH YET?!
- Jokes about botox shots are the 2000's equivalent of jokes about Viagra. Not funny anymore.
Trust me. The book was fatally flawed and was a really transparent attempt to create a "new Christmas classic" like "A Christmas Story". The characters are unlikeable, and you'll beg for 'em to fail. It's just ill-conceived.
Trust me, it'll suck.