"If he gets up, we'll all get up, there'll be anarchy!"
Dude made one of my favourite films to this day. If you've ever been a teenager, The Breakfast Club makes total sense to you. In some ways, despite the cheese factor and the fact that I always found Ally Sheedy prettiest before her makeover at the film's end, it still does. Definitely throwing on the DVD tomorrow night in memoriam.
Oh, and he made Ferris Bueller's Day Off - fuckin' eh! Sigue Sigue Sputnik, take it away:
R.I.P. John Hughes, we kinda forgive you for Home Alone now. Almost.
UPDATE: A few excellent memorial pieces have gone up: Astrud Sands lists the best musical moments in Hughes' films for The Playlist here; New York Magazine's David Edelstein writes an in memoriam here ("His vision was consistent, his movies of a piece... a very personal commercial director"); Empire have a tribute up; and if you've not seen it, Hughes' pen pal writes an emotional response. Seriously, check this out if you haven't.
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