Because apparently my living room poses threats to the eyes...
Yes, yes, I know it's Tuesday. Get off my back, it was a long weekend, alright? Go see Keely at the UnMom while I gather my thoughts. Oh, krappe, she's on vacation. Well, go see whoever is subbing for her and whatever they managed to get together this week. http://www.theunmom.com/
Ok, I have a semblance of thought now.
RIP John Hughes. In my humble opinion, the movies of the 80's are what really sets the Gen Xers apart. Now, other generations had their movies, but none so represented a generation as the 80's did the Gen Xers. Top Gun inspired leather jackets and Flashdance had it's leg warmer trend. Molly Ringwald spoke to us all, with her angst and her problems at 16. We followed the Brat Pack, and made Ringwald, Emilio Estevez, Ally Sheedy, Anthony Michael Hall, Rob Lowe and Judd Nelson stars. And much of it was thanks to John Hughes.
In case you, like many of the people I've seen this weekend, have no idea what John Hughes directed, I'll give you a small run down:
Pretty in Pink ("May I admire you again today?")
National Lampoon's Vacation ("This is no longer a vacation. It's a quest, a quest for fun. I'm gonna have fun and your gonna have fun. We're gonna have so much fucking fun they're gonna need plastic surgeons to remove the smiles from our fucking faces. We'll be whistling zippity-doo-dah out of our ass holes ")
Sixteen Candles ("I can't believe I gave my panties to a geek.")
The Breakfast Club ("You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity? ")
Weird Science ("Well, my nuts are halfway up my ass, but other than that, I'm perfect! ")
Ferris Bueller's Day Off ("Bueller, Bueller?")
Uncle Buck ("Take this quarter, go downtown, and have a rat gnaw that thing off your face! Good day to you, madam. ")
Planes, Trains and Automobiles ("Those aren't pillows!")
There's more, I'm just tired of typing. But you get the point, I'm sure. The man was a genius at representing all that was "different" about 80's Gen X. We aren't prim and proper like the Boomers, but don't let it all hang out there quite like the Woodstock Gen Xers. We're lost somewhere in between.
And our movies and our music were our calling cards. It's not the end of an era, though Michael and John are gone. We still have Madonna, and Kenny Loggins. And we have our memories. We'll always have scrunchies, and MC Hammer pants. And I still want my MTV.
So, go find yourself a Tab, sit back and remember John Hughes. Watch this video:
And picture LG shaking his booty to the Beatles ala Ferris.
Have a good week all.