The Breakfast Club:
‘its sorta social….Demented and sad….But Social”
i have been using a paraphrased vs of that quote -to describe /define various situationships – since seeing that movie at ? 12?
other person: ‘Al..how was the dinner last night?’
me: ’ahh..demented and sad…..but social’
One of my only perfect memory snapshots from that bizarre blip of a beautiful period** in my life, is from the afternoon after seeing The Breakfast CLub .
man. what a strong moment :muggy white summer sky- 12 years old laying flat on a big orange and blue trampolines, a mashup of lacoste shirts, swatch watches x3 on each of our pastie wrist-..and our minds were being blown and our braces filled teeth frothing out emotional inspired resolutions .. revelations…of what just happened in the movie and what it meant for us..there.. in west vancouver in june on a trampoline… an epic moment still so clear in my now weary weathered faded mind …. the first stir of some-yet unidentified feeling .. swirling rushes of so much awesomeness.. . of impending adventures…excitement beyond our scope of articulation: of independence..of rebellion a sense of hope
Thank You John Hughes-so much.
**almost-teen, pre-potsmoke/parent-liquor-stealing-shitmix-drinking/jaded-but-not-really-just-sheltered-and-just-realizing-what-is-and-what-could-be-but-before-understanding-what-will-never-be’
each of these movies told me, that :
The Breakfast Club = i am going to have experiences and friends that will be like no others ever again-: and to reap the adventure from within the chaos that is highschool – -
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off- Being Popular is to be The fun executor- not exludor-
Some Kind of wonderful- told me he’ll notice me..someday.and i deserve the proper romantic ending -just like watts.
