RIP John Hughes

Crap man. Heart attack while walking.

http://www.tmz.com/2009/08/06/john-hughes-dies/

 

Heaven needed someone to write teen-angst movies.

 

Forget the teen angst. How about this Murderer's Row of comedies he wrote (doesn't include 16 candles, etc). Put's Apatow to shame.

Christmas Vacation (1989) (written by)
Uncle Buck (1989) (written by)
The Great Outdoors (1988) (written by)
Planes, Trains & Automobiles (1987) (written by)
Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986) (written by)
Weird Science (1985) (written by)
European Vacation (1985) (screenplay) (story)
Vacation (1983)
Mr. Mom (1983) (written by)

 

Weird Science and Ferris Bueller's Day Off are included in said teen angst.

 

Didn't quite make the transition to other types of films as well as Chris Columbus did. R.I.P. And STG, that list isn't really superimpressive, and I have a feeling Apatow's list will be considered similarly over time.

 

Holy shit. I feel very old today.

His films don't really stand up all that well 20-odd years later, but the stuff was great in its time. RIP to the man who essayed a generation.

 

TMZ gets another scoop?

 

Can't say it any better.

 

Not to wipe my feet on the dearly departed, but that list includes some fucking awful movies.

I'll tip my hat to the original "Vacation," which was terrific, and to "Sixteen Candles" and "Ferris Bueller."

"Breakfast Club" remains the most overrated film of its genre.

No more yankie my wankie. The Donger need food.

 

Me too.

He didn't write Oscar-winning stuff but he did a great job of bringing the 80s to life on screen.

 

This is a tough one. RIP.