The Breakfast Club
I love it. Really fun group of characters, a lot of hilarious and memorable dialogue, and something always captured my imagination about them sneaking around causing mischief in that big empty school. Being a John Hughes film, there's also a ton of stuff that's really farfetched. I've noticed after watching a few of his movies recently that they'll be funny for the most part, but always have a few gags that completely fall flat or don't make any sense. Like Emilio screaming so loud after he smokes pot that he breaks a window, or Judd Nelson burning the sole of his boot to light a cigarette, all of the dancing. The bonding session at the end makes it seem more like they're stuck in rehab together than detention. Everyone gets to take their turn to break down, get all weepy, and yell at each other. Was there some sort of truth serum in that weed? Emilio's confession plays like pure comedy. Watching this reminded me of how spot on the parody in 'Not Another Teen Movie' was. There's so much that hasn't aged well, but you get to see all of the archetypal high school players interact in their early stages, before they became a cliche' we grew tired of seeing.
Trivia Fact: Judd Nelson, Emilio Estevez, and Ally Sheedy were all 22 at the time of filming. Molly Ringwald and Anthony Michael Hall were 17.
Pretty In Pink
This, I did not enjoy. It wasn't made for me, though. You shouldn't watch a teen movie and relate the most to the Dad. Harry Dean Stanton saved the whole experience for me. Jon Cryer ruined it. What bothers me so much about his performance is how far he's reaching to seem cool and not pulling it off whatsoever. Anthony Michael Hall looked like a geek, but embodied a cool persona. This Ducky guy is just intolerable. He's a stalker/sociopath. You know that oh so memorable dance scene in the record store? I always assumed he put the song on because he'd practiced that whole routine already. The way it plays out, the girls randomly put on that song and he barges in and does that whole horrendous sequence. Why are they never like "Ducky, GTFO of here. Couldn't you see we were having a moment?" He's mentally unhinged. I was audibly groaning throughout. Some of the worst dancing I've ever seen. Of course, I can see the reason for a character like that and even reluctantly notice a lot of myself in him, but just really didn't like Jon Cryer playing it.
Can't Hardly Wait
This movie Rocks! It was everything I remembered it to be: Fast, Funny, and cleverly written. I LOL'ed harder than anything else I've seen in recent memory and cried at the end, too. It feels like more of a spoof than a straight on comedy, but they cap it off with the heartfelt ending to wrangle some emotion out of us. I used to root for Preston really hard, but this time found him kind of pathetic. It's nice to see his persistence pay off in the end but in my experience, women aren't exactly brought to their knees over the written word. This is apparently a letter he's been endlessly revising so there's that slight chance he's perfectly encapsulated how he feels about her that it has to win her over. It never really rang true for her to go all the way to the train station to catch him but it's a movie sentiment I can appreciate, like how girls must feel seeing Molly Ringwald get the guy in 'Pretty In Pink'.
Not a single person in this movie looks like a teenager except Jennifer Love Hewitt. My favorite character is and always has been the guy who can't stop reminiscing, and the best performance goes to Jerry O' Connell as a wasted frat dude, ( "College chicks are way different, bro. They're all serious and shit." ) I was surprised to see Jason Segel and Selma Blair in very small parts. The director team went on to do 'Josie and The Pussycats' which was their only other film and I know has gotten a lot of acclaim from JB here. I'll definitely have to check it out now because I love their sense of humor. In the commentary, it was interesting to hear them pick apart everything that was wrong with each setup and pat themselves on the back for practically nothing.