Well, yeah, there's the lust thing...which I still have.(I have watched altogether too many movies with Kyle Secor on Lifetime to discount that.) But it's not the same...or I guess I do that on TV now. The current crop of movie actors doesn't do it for me, in quite the same way. I used to find Cusack something of a never miss but "Must Love Dogs" kinda sucked. Of course, I should be past the point of looking at movies as...templates or something, anyway. Mature movie love is bound to be a different thing. But sometimes I miss that.

I hated Duckie's sense of entitlement, so I considered the as-shown ending the less evil option. I hated the message that, to catch a man, you had to dequirkify yourself, and what that did to Iona. I hated the dress.

In short, I hate it like Theo hates Julia Roberts.

In short, I hate it like Theo hates Julia Roberts.

In my head, Iona is a PerkyGoth now.

I hated the message that, to catch a man, you had to dequirkify yourself, and what that did to Iona.

While I really liked The Breakfast Club (and was thus surprised that Sixteen Candles did NOT seem to stand the test of time, as that had), I really didn't like the makeover on Ally Sheedy's character. She looked very freaky, and I thought she was more attractive the way she was originally.

I hated the message that, to catch a man, you had to dequirkify yourself, and what that did to Iona.

That's the part of the movie that fills me with fury. I don't have Plei's Duckie issues (tho' they're starting to make sense to me as the years go on), but I agree completely with her about Iona.

In my head, Iona is a PerkyGoth now.

nods

In my head, Iona dated the boring yuppie guy for about a month, finally said "What the hell am I doing?!", and went back to being a happy freak.

So many of the core film competence of the 80s that I did not see! I have never seen Pretty in Pink, or the one about all of the Brat Pack at Georgetown, or... I did see Less Than Zero after it became nonfiction, maybe 2-3 years ago. Come to think, the only 80s yuppified teen-angst movies I think I have seen are Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club.

(I except Say Anything from this group on grounds it is 1989, and anyway Cameron Crowe, and anyway not on the same topics and not starring any of the same people.)

(Does Some Kind of Wonderful count? Despite endless television repetition, I have never seen that all the way through either.)

I don't know what movies I was seeing, but I guess I know what movies I wasn't seeing!

or the one about all of the Brat Pack at Georgetown

St. Elmo's Fire. Came out the summer before I went. Needless to say, it was required freshman-year viewing. Along with The Exorcist. Make of that what you will.

Momentarily breaking in to offer an amusing, 'net only mockumentary.

For those of us entranced by Spellbound, Wordwars and Wordplay (the quirky competition genre)...Unflinching Triumph...a surprisingly engaging doc about the cutthroat world of 'staredown'.

As a person who can barely out-stare my dog, I was moved and inspired by the story of Phillip Rockhammer's rise to the elite of his sport.

Seriously, the film is well made and the associated web sites are really, really good.

Wow. What isn't a sport?

Wait, you said it's a mockumentary? So it's a joke? Whew.