{"id":9545,"date":"2009-08-07T06:41:34","date_gmt":"2009-08-07T10:41:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=9545"},"modified":"2013-08-30T08:01:44","modified_gmt":"2013-08-30T12:01:44","slug":"john-hughes-rip","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=9545","title":{"rendered":"John Hughes, R.I.P."},"content":{"rendered":"

A really nice piece by Matt Zoller Seitz<\/a>, with a couple of clips. I think I saw Ferris Bueller<\/i> 5 times in the movie theatre, on its original release. I basically couldn’t stop going. The funniest thing was that I kept running into Mitchell at the movie theatre – we weren’t really friends yet, this was the summer BEFORE our friendship exploded into the universe. But it got to be a joke. I’d be going to Ferris Bueller<\/i> for the third time, or whatever, and there Mitchell would be in line at the theatre – and he was ALSO going to see Ferris Bueller<\/i> again. Once I was walking towards the theatre, and I saw Mitchell, standing right up against the glass, looking at me, and laughing, his eyes were crazy, like, “Are you actually going to see the same movie I’m seeing – AGAIN?” It was that kind of movie. Breakfast Club<\/i> and Sixteen Candles<\/i> were big deals, too – but I’ve always been a Ferris Bueller<\/i> girl. I should have known that summer that Mitchell and I would be great friends, based sheerly on the fact that neither of us could stop ourselves from going to see Ferris Bueller<\/i> again … and again … and again …<\/p>\n

And here’s a great piece by Slate’s Dana Stevens.<\/a> She writes:<\/p>\n

If that sounds grandiose, well, grandiosity has long been essential to the representation of teenagerhood: James Dean’s lovingly cultivated sneer, Holden Caulfield’s self-defeating purism, Judd Nelson’s raised fist in freeze-frame at the end of The Breakfast Club<\/i>. Each generation learns to express its alienation in the fashionable pose of its time. That the pose is an imitation doesn’t make the need to strike it any less real. John Hughes, who died yesterday of a heart attack at 59, understood this.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And Marisa has posted again her wonderful essay What I Learned From John Hughes<\/a>. Not to be missed. It made me cry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A really nice piece by Matt Zoller Seitz, with a couple of clips. I think I saw Ferris Bueller 5 times in the movie theatre, on its original release. I basically couldn’t stop going. The funniest thing was that I … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[24,23],"tags":[417],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9545"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9545"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9545\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":70208,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9545\/revisions\/70208"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9545"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9545"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9545"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}