Regrettably, the most memorable film with this title is the terrible Michael Keaton-starring pile of supernatural syrupy family crap, but this horror film equivalent is far weirder, and as a result, far..."better"...even though it's still pretty bad by any classical cinematic standards. This version, released a year earlier, begins as a serial killer named, you guessed it, Jack Frost, is being transported in a vehicle that collides with a van carrying genetic material, causing his DNA to fuse with the snow and create...a killer snowman who ends up terrorising the town. It's terribly acted, has awful special effects, but does have some hilariously demented murder scenes, notably as Shannon Elizabeth takes a shower, only to be attacked, raped with the snowman's carrot genitals, and swiftly murdered. It's the most famous scene in the film and also the best, and despite its ropiness, this film reminds us that not all holiday fare needs to be a big, opulent production, or even really very good at all.