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Someone hates John Hughes 80s movies. Maybe.
Truth is they don't seem to remember them that well. Which, if you're constructing an argument against them, is kind of important.
I have now saved you all from the miserable fate of having to actually watch Breakfast Club to find out what it was all about, except for the ending. At the end, these five totally different people with totally separate social lives, who are supposedly high school students, agree that the day is not a beautiful and transcendant moment, but rather a complete change in all their lives. Yeah. That makes sense. Just misbehave on the same day the prom queen has detention and you will totally get to be her boyfriend. Does anyone actually identify solidly as Prom Queen, Jock, Stoner, Geek, or Psycho, with a capital letter, in high school?
Not actually what happened. They all acknowledge in the film that things will not change with them come Monday, and, really, the point of the film is just that they realize they have more in common than they thought.
I don’t remember the distasteful Ferris Bueller’s Day Off that well, other than that the normally charming Matthew Broderick plays a guy who is totally horrible to his friends and destroys his friend’s father’s Ferrari. This is supposed to be good because in John Hughes Teen World, anyone who has something – girlfriend, boyfriend, car, etc. – deserves to lose it.
Which is false. Cameron destroys his dad's car to force them to confront their own issues. But why bother bringing in facts, when you have your own world view you need to bend reality to?
Posted by YourMomsBasement at September 19, 2006 09:30 AM