Santa doesn’t exist, only the spirit thereof, which is rekindled in the lady who finds her daughter’s drawing of her Christmas wish, and even though it is the hardest thing she’s ever put herself through, she goes on a journey of self discovery to find the place where she can reconnect with her child, fulfilling that wish.
But yeah, Santa is real and abducts a powerful woman, subjugating her until she falls in line with his paternalistic philosophy, and having so internalised the object of her oppression dies in the cold thinking at last of the daughter she always loved even though she never showed it.
Srsly.
