I have to agree with the previous reviewer in that this show has mutated into the worst soap opera imaginable. Even though it is shot in Portland, you could swear you're in Toronto: Coo-coo-for-Cocoa Puffs-Crazy for Christmas; relationships; who's sleeping with who; who's the father? ad nausea. Really, folks, those sets for Christmas are so jammed packed with Christmas "stuff" it makes the show look like "Hoarders". No one has six lit-up Santas and four lit-up snowmen on their lawn. Good grief! I have a few questions: What happened to the precious "keys"? Why do the Royals (whose castle is in Austria) speak with British accents? What happened to "Grimm's" Fairy Tales? Who gives a rat's a*s about finding true love, getting married, having children and finding the Canadian dream? I hope this show makes a drastic turn-around in Season 5. I already feel like an idiot for buying Season 4.
A footnote: April 1, 2018. I echo orangatangjim in pleading for the return of Eureka and Warehouse 13.