as university freshmen, our class was tasked to submit a film in a PSF (personal social formation) course so inconsequential that the requirement was considered beyond absurd. the theme was love, how lame. after a lot of deliberations and food for thoughts, we decided to shoot our personalized version of pretty in pink, again written by hughes and directed by deutch. as one of the ring leaders for the project, i had to watch pretty in pink in betamax over and over. we chose our andie, our blane, our duckie. the finished product wasn't altogether enough of a masterpiece but it saved our butts from such snooty, vainglorious, loudmouth member of the faculty. i craved to see andie and blane shatter the resistance to their union anew. after eighteen years, the movie's sequences are now a bit sketchy in my mind.
my favorite john hughes film is the breakfast club, which i've seen when i was much older during the HBO years in the nineties. the social milieu of teenage life goes through a roulette of labels and stereotypes; the brain, the jock, the basket case, the princess, the criminal. in one saturday of detention, five high school kids of varying predilections learned the substantial aspects of life and belongingness by spending a weekend together dissecting their angsts, pondering their insecurities and forming friendships. a dvd of this brat pack classic would be a terrific addition to our repository shelf.
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