|R.I.P. John Hughes
||[Aug. 6th, 2009|05:50 pm]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
John Hughes, who gave the world one of the greatest movies ever made -- Ferris Bueller's Day Off -- has died of a heart attack at the age of 59.
Unlike most people of my generation, Hughes actually had very little to do with my childhood. In my teens, I avoided movies like Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club because, well, I was a boy and didn't have a girlfriend, so why would I go see them? I did enjoy his movies National Lampoon's Vacation, Planes, Trains and Automobiles and of course Bueller, but his oeuvre didn't define my youth the way it did for so many of my peers.
Still, it was impossible to be a teen in the 1980s without hearing John Hughes' name constantly, and so I find myself unexpectedly affected by this news. It's not as if a part of my childhood is gone, but a part of the culture I grew up in is, and I suppose that has its effects as well.