A serial killer collides with a chemical spill, reforms as a wisecracking snowman, and turns a quiet town into a slushy crime scene. That’s the outrageous hook behind Jack Frost (1997), a holiday horror curiosity that splits our panel right down the middle. We dig into what makes camp work—resourceful effects, punchy pacing, and knowingly silly kills—and where this movie fumbles, from cotton-ball snow and wobbly camera setups to a bathtub sequence that crosses a line and derails the fun. We ...