John Hughes, the producer, writer and director whose 1980s films such as “Sixteen Candles,” “The Breakfast Club” and “Some Kind of Wonderful” offered a sharp-eyed look at teenagers and their social habits, has died, according to a statement from his representative. He was 59.
Hughes died of a heart attack while taking a morning walk in Manhattan, according to the statement. (via CNN.com)
Oh, thank god he didn’t hang himself by the nuts. At least he left a legacy of movies that didn’t totally suck.
THE BREAKFAST CLUB is a masterpiece and I’ll fight anyone who says different.
P.S. And if you can listen to ‘Don’t You (Forget About Me)’ and not sing along then I hate you and you should die.
I can’t listen to Simple Minds without putting on a pair of Converse All-Stars, rolling up my pant legs, and wearing a suit vest over a white t-shirt while sporting blue-tinted circular sunglasses. Because in the 80s that was fucking edgy!
(I also sing along, so please don’t hate me or try and fight me. I’m delicate.)
Oh, What a shame. ‘The Breakfast Club,’ ‘Christmas Vacation,’ and ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’ were some of my favourite classics growing up. Well, rest in peace, John. Thanks for the great movies.
Actually I got drunk and watched THE BREAKFAST CLUB last night. I still love that movie.
I think the one mis-step in the whole thing is the make-over they give Ally Sheedy. She’s pretty much the original emo in that movie, and most film geeks easily prefer her over Molly Ringwald; the strange, cute brunette in shapeless black clothes.
So when they doll her up at the end it feels like Hughes ran out of ideas for her, whereas all the other characters all get substantial, plausible moments of realisation.
Still, it’s a wonderful movie. Easily Hughes’ best.