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What sad, stunning news that beloved film director and writer John Hughes has died, at the age of 59, of an apparent heart attack. For people of a certain age, people who make up nearly the entire staff of DCist, his movies mean an awful lot in terms of cultural touchstones.
If you're feeling as nostalgic as we are, there are actually several screenings of John Hughes films already planned in town in the near future, thanks to the many '80s film fests going on this summer.
Tomorrow night, Friday, August 8, Rosslyn's "I Love the '80s" film festival is showing Pretty in Pink, which was written, though not directed, by Hughes. And Rosslyn's final selection of the summer is Hughes's classic Ferris Bueller's Day Off, screening on September 4. (You already missed your shot at The Breakfast Club, which screened in June in Rosslyn and in July at the Capitol Riverfront.)
And later this month, the AFI Silver's '80s movie picks for the summer will include the excellent and often overlooked Some Kind of Wonderful, which re-teamed writer/producer Hughes with Pretty in Pink director Howard Deutch, showing on Friday, August 21 at 7 p.m., Saturday, August 22 at 5:15 p.m., and Tuesday, August 25 at 7 p.m.
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"Oh, he's very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads - they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude."
How sad! Talk about a director who defined a decade...
I think my "tribute" will be watching the shower scene from Sixteen Candles a few times. I have fond memories of that scene from when I was a teenager.
I love his movies! I was a teen in the '80s & grew up in surburban Chicago (but far west, not north). I'll always feel like he was writing about my peers...
Shut up, bi**h! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!
What about you Dad?
F**k you!
No, Dad, what about you?
F**k you!
NO, DAD, WHAT ABOUT YOU?
F**K YOU!
[upside the head]
Does anyone know the answer? Anyone...anyone...Molly.
John Hughes' movies are like a slice white toast flosting in a pan full of water. Bland, soggy, and yet somehow angsty.
All of which was achieved without vampires, 'approved for school' lingerie, and slow motion blood splatters. I'd say that was amazing, but we also thought the Rubic's cube was amazing back then too.
(I only play with the Dark-like-my-soul cube now.)
http://wellknowwhenwegetthere.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincerely-john-hughes.html
Hey, thanks for sharing this link. I was almost in tears by the end of the post.
hey, no problem. I know what you mean, it was quite heart warming.
"You're a bitch. You know I think you should see a doctor 'cause that condition of your could get a lot worse."