"In the 1950s and early 1960s, Christmas was still a holiday that had something to do with the spirit and the soul. You didn't have to be Christian to believe that something extraordinary was happening on that night, which for believers was the birth of Jesus, and for others (for me, for example, who am from Russia, where we celebrate not Christ but “Father Frost”) it was something magical and enchanted, irrational and incomprehensible. We seriously believed that on Christmas Day, people were all a little bit kinder."