I should go to bed. I have an early morning staff meeting and I am trying to keep up my early morning meditation sessions. But for some reason, I can not sleep. I don't know if it is my new fancy manicure and pedicure or what.
I watched Charlie Rose for a while after chatting on the phone. Elvis Mitchell is taking over for Charlie tonight and is doing a pretty good job. I have a little crush on Elvis. He likes himself a little too much usually but I think the format of the show is humbling him. It takes a lot guts to do a talk show with a black scrim and no commercials. It's not as easy as it looks.
After Charlie, my perfect timing lets me catch Sixteen Candles on AMC right at my favorite part. The moment at the church when the cars are driving away and The Thompson Twins' "If You Were Here" begins to play. You know the rest. Jake Ryan drives in his red car and takes Sam away and they kiss over the cake. Heaven!
This is the moment I should go to bed but then ...
Breakfast Club begins to play. I LOVED this movie for many, many years. I memorized it. And when I saw memorized it, I mean, I knew every single word, in both the cut and uncut versions. The cut version is cool because Anthony Michael Hall dubbed his section after his voice changed so it's pretty hysterical. I like to watch The Breakfast Club every once in a while to see if I still have it. If I still remember it. It's like knowing the alphabet in sign language. I feel cool for knowing it and do not want to forget it.
The Breakfast Club was the essence of my childhood. I saw it the day it came out with my Mom who fell asleep in the middle and who hated it. She called me from work at 4pm and wanted to check that I really wanted to see "this dumb movie". She was tired and wanted to wait until Saturday but I reminded her that she promised to take me the day it came out and the day after was not the same thing.
My only prayer for sleep tonight is to turn the film off during a commercial break. That's a good strategy. The next one. Though I do really want to see the moment when Molly Ringwald does Ally Sheedy's hair and she looks all April fresh. Or the section when Emilio Estevez starts to cry when he talks about his overbearing father. Or the moment when Ally Sheedy pretends to be a nymphomanic but admits that she is instead a compulsive liar.
Time to walk away. I must walk away...
Ohhhhh - I just had to download that track! I use to listen to that tape- all the time!!!! I miss the John Hughes world- I really do- I miss a place where teen movies stared characters like Andy and Duckie!!! (C'mon I hadda throw in Pretty in Pink!) My older sister was in prime teen yrs when those movies played in the theaters and on the tele. She and her friends would cut out of high school and dwell in our family den watching those films and making cracks about their real life situations mirrored in those pics. I wanted to be a teenager soooooo badly. In some ways I still wish I were like all the characters Molly Ringwald played- thanks for the flashback!!!
Posted by: beebs | April 19, 2006 at 07:41 PM
The Breakfast CLub is one of those movies that I can eatch a gazillion times and never get tired of. Dirty Dancing and Footloose are like that for me too.
Posted by: Quel | April 19, 2006 at 09:12 PM
I love the breakfast club as well! Only saw it for the first time last year, but I immediately tried to get all my friends to watch it. My favorite part is when they're dancing.
Posted by: Everchange | April 30, 2006 at 08:20 AM