Review

My Secret Santa
Subtitle: When Holiday Disguises and Ski Slopes Collide

If you love Hallmark holiday movies but thought, “I could use a little more physical comedy and identity deception,” then My Secret Santa delivers that Hallmark‑style charm with a twist. Our heroine, a single mom, disguises herself as an elderly Santa to land a job at a ski‑resort Christmas program — because nothing says festive spirit like lying to your coworkers in full red velvet.

Between snowboarding mishaps, secret identities, and a romantic spark with the resort owner’s son, this film manages to hit every classic Hallmark holiday movies beat: small-town charm, awkwardly perfect meet-cutes, and enough cocoa‑and-snow montages to make you reconsider your winter wardrobe.

Even though it’s technically a Netflix original, the story could easily fit into the lineup of Hallmark movies, complete with heartwarming lessons about honesty, love, and the fact that the holidays are better when you’re surrounded by magic — and a little bit of mischief. By the final scene, you’re rooting for love, winter sports, and the hope that next year, your own secret Santa brings more than just socks.