Thursday, August 06, 2009

Oh Man, This Suuuucks...

John Hughes has died.

The genius that gave us The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sixteen Candles, Weird Science, National Lampoons Vacation, and countless others has died of a heart attack in Manhattan. He was 59. Over on AICN, Massawyrm has written a great eulogy for Mr. Hughes.

Everyone of his characters - no matter how brazen, no matter how popular, and no matter how lucky with the opposite sex they were - was absolutely terrified of being found out, disliked or humiliated. Their fears were our fears. And in his opus THE BREAKFAST CLUB, he took what was on the surface a popcorn comedy about school kids stuck in detention and showcased a microcosm of the terror and detachment we all felt (or feel) and let us all know that it was all okay…because we were not alone. Not even close.

And that went for every single one of his characters save one: his super hero. His teenage James Bond. Ferris Bueller. Of course rather than the ability to fly or super strength or invulnerability to bullets, Ferris had a power that made him a god amongst high school students. Self confidence...

...After all, if you can convince a snooty/snotty waiter that you are Abe Froman, Sausage King of Chicago, how hard can high school really be?


Mr. Hughes' films are one of the main reasons I love movies so much today. They are true classics. He will be deeply missed.

3 comments:

Joey said...

Am I the only person that doesn't like The Breakfast Club???

Greatmoose said...

Yes. Yes you are. ;)

Joey said...

Hey check it out new Where the Wild Things Are trailer!!

http://themovieblog.com/2009/08/new-where-the-wild-things-are-trailer-online