John Hughes, one of the all time best directors of teen movies, died today from a heart attack at the age of 59.
No one who was in any real way aware of movies through the 1980s needs to be given a biography of Hughes. His movies were some of the only bright spots in what was, over all, not a fabulous decade for popular cinema. He didn't have teens that overreached what it means to be a teen and he didn't have teens so glammed out that they didn't resemble anyone we saw in our own high school hallways. To this day, I still rate The Breakfast Club as one of my favorite movies and can still quote most of it, from beginning to end. The movies were funny, sentimental, and often awkward in pretty much the same combination that those descriptions can be used to sum up the average teenager's life. He got it and we appreciated it, and we had a great time doing so.
Rest in peace, John Hughes, and thank you for the treasures you left us.
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