
A few moments ago, the Los Angeles Times confirmed that John Hughes died of a heart attack earlier today while on a morning walk in New York City. In addition to directing the much loved films “Sixteen Candles,” “The Breakfast Club,” and “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,” he made a star of teen idol Molly Ringwald, who was in the first two.
In middle school, I don’t think I ever went more than a month without watching one of Hughes’ movies. Today, I mourn the loss of this brilliant filmmaker, a sentiment that, ironically, validates the despicable Mr. Rooney’s line in “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off:” “Between grief and nothing… I’ll take grief.”
RIP, Mr. Hughes. I’m totally watching Sixteen Candles this weekend.
I really don’t believe it. I hope Rooney is better for the world cup!
[...] of fans, Molly Ringwald will forever be sixteen. As the endearing and witty star of the beloved John Hughes classics Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, and Pretty in Pink, Molly defined teenage angst, [...]
A bit surprised it seems to simple and yet usfeul.