This morning one of my friends posted the news that Pretty in Pink was being re-released in theaters for it's 30th anniversary. First, I stopped and counted thinking there was NO way it had been 30 years. Then I suddenly felt old as found myself singing "If You Leave" and trying to get tickets.
I know The Breakfast Club is the classic 80's teen movie. As a teen in the 80's it spoke to all of us. John Hughes was definitely a genius. No doubt about that. The Breakfast Club has all the lines we remember. We can quote those lines like we wrote them. "Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?" "Will milk be provided?" ""When you grow up, your heart dies." "Could you describe the ruckus, sir?" and on and on.
Then there's Sixteen Candles. Yes, I wanted my own Jake Ryan and lived in fear my family would forget my 16th birthday! Thank goodness they remembered.
But, my favorite 80's teen movie--the one that holds a huge piece of my heart is Pretty in Pink. Why? Because...DUCKIE. Everyone needs someone to love them the way that Duckie loved Andie. It was pure. It was unconditional.
Pretty in Pink might even be where my pink obsession started. I wanted to be Andie. I wanted to have the job in the cool record store(records, kids! We played RECORDS. Not mp3s. Real, actual RECORDS that went on a turntable.) I wanted to dress cool. I wanted Molly Ringwald's hair! This movie captured my soul even more than The Breakfast Club or Sixteen Candles.
And now I'm off to find my DVD so I can watch Pretty in Pink for the billionth time. I may just pull out The Breakfast Club and Sixteen Candles, too.