Hughes

John Hughes is dead. The films he'll be remembered for were largely teen comedies, but somehow always managed to mean something in the end.

My wife (who shared her love of Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, The Breakfast Club... with me many years ago) and I were recently discussing that no one was making movies like John Hughes anymore. Apparently, not even John Hughes.

From The Breakfast Club, (with a tip of the hat to Locomotion):

40. INT. LIBRARY - DAY

We see Vernon pick up Brian's essay and begin to read.
                     
                          BRIAN (VO)
            Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact
            that we had to sacrifice a whole
            Saturday in detention for whatever
            it was we did wrong.  But we think
            you're crazy to make an essay
            telling you who we think we are.
            You see us as you want to see us...
            In the simplest terms, in the most
            convenient definitions.

                                               CUT TO:

41. EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - DAY
We see Bender walking towards us as Brian's monologue
continues.
                       BRIAN (VO)
                 (CONT'D)
            But what we found out is that each
            one of us is a brain...
                     ANDREW (VO)
            ...and an athlete...
                      ALLISON (VO)
            ...and a basket case...
                      CLAIRE (VO)
            ...a princess...
                      BENDER (VO)
            ...and a criminal...
                       BRIAN (VO)
            Does that answer your question?
            Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.