Tonight, when my phone alerted me to an incoming text at a quarter past 7:00pm, I assumed it was BFF Mariana telling me how great the Season Finale of SYTYCD was, as she had just finished watching it in New York. Sure enough Mern came up on my screen, and I almost didn’t check it for fear her text might give me some clue as to how the show turned out. But my curiousity got the better of me, so I read it.
Did you hear that John Hughes died today? Long live his legacy of 80’s teen angst movies…I luv 16 candles.
With that text, a flood of memories swallowed me whole. Just as Michael Jackson’s music was the soundtrack to my childhood, John Hughes’ movies were the motion picture of my jr. high & high school career. His “coming of age” movies came out when I was “coming of age.” Sixteen Candles premiered in May of 1984–I was just on the brink of pubescence–about to graduate from grade school and move onto the big, beautiful world of jr high where the boys snapped my (un-needed) bra straps and they gave out glorious yellow binders where I could write profound thoughts like “Duran Duran Rules” and I <3 fill in boys name here“. Anyone remember my story about inadvertently writing “I <3 Brain” on said binders? Well “Brain” was my Jake. He did not, however, wait for me outside of my home in a red sports car donning the most gorgeous, breathtaking smile you have ever seen in your life.
But that’s neither here nor there.
As I try to recall all of John Hughes’ movies I realize I cannot pinpoint the first time I saw any of them–probably because I saw most of them countless times. Breakfast Club is one of the most classic movies OF ALL TIME and I’m pretty sure we watched it over a gazillion times during those years. Quoting his movies was a favorite past time and dancing like Molly Ringwald after she smoked “her first” joint was always a dance floor ritual at parties and proms.
Thanks to Mr. Hughes and his genius I will always know the following:
- Claire is a fat girls name (sorry if any of you readers are named Claire)
- Dandruff can be fun
- Blane is a major appliance
- Running a car in reverse does not decline the mileage on the odometer
- What happens in physics club stays in physics club
Also, thanks to Mr. Hughes, I can never:
- See a mole on someone’s face and not think to myself “Take this quarter, go downtown, and have a rat gnaw that thing off your face!”
- Hear Danka Schoen and not think of Mathew Broderick on that damn float
- Say the word “raucous” without then saying “could you describe the raucous?”
- Wear a hooded sweatshirt without pulling the strings, rapidly back and forth, in either direction
- Forget my daughters’ birthdays
I could go on and on about JH movies, but the morning is rapidly approaching so I will call it a night. Before I go I must say I am THRILLED at with America’s Favorite Dancer–Jeanine!!! One of these days I will blog about my experience at the show and my take on this season–but not tonight. I will however make a connection from John Hughes to SYTYCD…
The intensely emotional breast cancer dance that I can’t even think about without welling up, was danced to a song by Maxwell called “This Woman’s Work.” The song was originally sung by Kate Bush and was written specifically for the scene in She’s Having A Baby (one of Hughes’ movies) where she is having complications during delivery. It is a hauntingly beautiful and touching song. We would not have had the joy and simultaneous heartbreak of watching that dance by Ade & Melissa, if it were not for the genius of John Hughes. He touched many lives, in countless ways.
What is your favorite JH movie or quote?