John Hughes lied to me

Before the angry mob forms with pitchforks and torches, let me explain.

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:



Exhibit A:

Sixteen Candles

Thanks to this film, I believed the hottest, richest, most popular boy in school would break up with his hot blonde girlfriend to go out with me - the lowly, awkward sixteen-year-old.

LIE!

Exhibit B:

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Thanks to this film, I believed I there existed such a teenage boy who was so cool that he and his dorky best friend would skip school, steal friend's dad's car, break me out of school and take me to the city for the day on an adventure filled with museums, baseball, ritzy restaurants, musical numbers, swimming and serious conversation.....but surprisingly all done within school hours.

LIE!

Exhibit C:

Breakfast Club

Thanks to this film, I thought all it took for the social walls in school to be broken down was one day in detention, and it was okay for rich girls to date leather-clad, pierced punks and weird girls to date jocks. 

LIE!

Exhibit D:

Pretty in Pink

Thanks to this film, I believed the popular teenage guy would suddenly develop a conscience, stand up for what's right and not give in to peer pressure from his buds.

LIE!


I rest my case.