Friday, August 07, 2009

RIP John Hughes

Brian Johnson: Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...and an athlete...and a basket case...a princess...and a criminal...Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club. (The Breakfast Club)

I gotta be crazy! I'm on a pilgrimage to see a moose. Praise Marty Moose! (National Lampoons Vacation)

As a child of the late 80s, especially one who grew up in the Chicago suburbs, it's hard not to be impacted by news regarding the death of John Hughes. The writer and director of some of my generation's favorite movies - Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Some Kind of Wonderful, Pretty in Pink, etc. - died yesterday of a sudden heart attack. And he was only 59. Hearing that, my heart broke a little bit. You see, I grew up watching his movies...over and over and over again. Heck, I was even in the background of one of them (see the museum scene in She's Having a Baby). Not only do I still have a collection of John Hughes films on VHS, but like many in my age bracket, I can recite numerous quotes from said flicks off the top of my head. And there is still that huge crush I have on Jake Ryan from Sixteen Candles. Sigh.
To sum it up, when I heard he passed away yesterday, I felt like a part of my youth died with him.

Just moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it. John, thanks for the great memories. You will be missed.

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