storytelling

Last year (or maybe the year before) there was an internet hoax on April 1: the announcement of a sequel to Pretty in Pink with the original actors playing their original roles.

Why somebody thought that would make a good April Fool's Day joke, I'm not sure. I don't even know how I feel about the idea of such a sequel, beyond the usual worry that a sequel would stink, as most sequels do.

Oddly enough, the story stuck in my head and kept cropping up today. You've got Andie, Duckie, and the two preppie guys, Blaine and whatever the James Spader character was called. I'll use Bob for the moment. The question is obviously: who did she end up with, how long did it last, and where is she now? And with whom?

I've got some ideas. You?

This is how fan fiction gets started, by the way.

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The ultimate Brat Pack movie, less deep but more entertaining than say, Breakfast Club.

/note/ Really, I'm not so interested in arguing the relative merits of the Brat Pack movies, so can we just leave it at that? /note/

So this evening I sat here taking care of paperwork and watching this movie, and two things came to mind. Okay, more than two:

1. Of all the main characters, James Spader is probably the one who is still most visible (although Jon Cryer is pretty busy too, looking at IMDB). Spader has made a name for himself on Boston Legal (in which he really is good) but looking at him now, I feel really, really old. Maybe because I am getting old, okay. But movies like this, released in 1986 when I was 30, really drive the point home. So you see, James Spader, then and now. He was 26 when this movie was released.

2. Duck-Man. Duckie, as seen here with Andie. Absolutely the all time best Geek, ever. What in the hell was Andie thinking, passing up Duckie for Andrew McCarthy? Duckie had style. Duckie could dance. Really, this movie had two major flaws: Andie should have ended up with Duckie; and:

3. That prom dress. You see only part of it in this shot, but that's enough to make my point. This is the dress they made such a big deal about, that Andie designed herself and made out of two other (supposedly lesser) dresses. Andie, who stands out in the blah 1986 high school crowd for her quirkiness and fashion sense, constructs the fuuugliest prom dress ever, and all the males in the movie fall all over themselves admiring it. Where was Annie Potts when Andie really needed her? Annie would have told her the truth about that gotawful dress. I post it here for purposes of general ridicule.

So I've had a productive day and now I've had a rant (and it is, coincidentally, Smart Bitches Day). So I'm going to bed.

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