Worst. Office. Christmas. Party. Ever. By the time it’s over, the boss has been shot in the head, the building has been all but destroyed, McClane is pulling glass shards out of his bloody bare feet, and there are dead Euro-thugs all over the place. On the plus side, all the carnage brings McClane and the wife closer together; that wouldn’t have happened if the movie had taken place on, say, Arbor Day.
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