I love John Hughes. I think he was awesomely talented, and his movies in the 80s taught me everything I needed to know about high school.
However, that being said.....
He completely lied about romance. By doing so, he set me up to be hugely disappointed throughout the majority of my teen years. Why do I feel this way? Well, let me break out the evidence:
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Pretty in Pink
I rest my case.