An unexpectedly poignant tribute to John Hughes
Flame-Haired Angel and I reckon The Breakfast Club was the most broadly embraced statement of our teen generation. For good or ill. It's creator, John Hughes -- once a name associated with a whole genre of film -- died last week. On a random web walk, this morning, I came across this tribute written by a woman who, as a teenager, had an extended pen-pal relationship with Hughes. It's humbly extraordinary. Sincerely, John Hughes |
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maybe poignant, but to me a storm in a teacup -- we do well when we realize that our adolescent fixations are, while worth cherishing, not ultimately that important - they are rites of passage, and as such, now well left in the past