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‘Last Christmas’ review: It’s the coal in our stockings

It’s a shame that George Michael’s final major artistic contribution to the world is the crummy movie “Last Christmas.” In its shoddy attempt to make a splash in the British romantic-comedy genre, it amounts to nothing more than a careless whisper. A dragon-less Emilia Clarke plays Kate, a hard-living 26-year-old in London, who loves Michael’s music and uses one-night stands to secure a bed for the evening. As she’s kicked to the curb by one hookup’s peeved girlfriend, Kate yells, “Why is my life so s–t?!” Perhaps it’s because she works for a Christmas kitsch shop in Covent Garden during the day and unsuccessfully auditions for West End shows at night. Does she have a passion for theater, or did she go to acting ...