Don't you....forget about me...

March 24th. Not a big date for many of us, right? Maybe it's someone's birthday, or an anniversary here and there, but nothing monumental..right?

Wrong. Well, at least for me anyway.

I just learned a very important bit of trivia from a friend's facebook status. March 24 (and in this case the year was 1984) was the date for the Saturday detention in "The Breakfast Club"...one of my favorite movies of all time.


It is one of those movies I am usually shocked to find someone has never seen. L, who is pretty notorious for not having seen many, many movies, claims to have seen all the different parts of Breakfast Club at some time or another by now. I still think she needs to sit down and watch it start to finish. After all, did you know that's how the movie was shot? Sequentially. It's very rare for a movie to be made that way (for a variety of reasons.) Bet you also might not know the script for the movie was written in 2 days. TWO.

I discovered many of these little trivia gems when I read "You Couldn't Ignore Me If You Tried." I tore through this book in about a day and a half, I just loved learning all about my favorite movies so much. This is a MUST read if you are someone like me who likes all things John Hughes and has a soft spot for well made 80's teen movies.

Yes please note my use of the phrase "well made" cause all 80's teen movies are not the same. Don't get me wrong, I love "Weird Science", "Teen Witch" and "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun." But if you are a fan of this genre like I am...you know that there are some really well made movies in this group that stand the test of time. And "Breakfast Club" is one of them.

It's what a good movie should be. It tells a story that is accessible to everyone. An experience many of us have shared. Characters that we can all identify with, that we see ourselves in. Characters that grow and change over the course of 97 minutes and come out slightly different at the end.

It's something so simple. Who were you in high school? Because you HAVE to be able to be categorized as something, right? How does it get decided if you're going to be a brain, an outcast, an athlete, a punk, or a princess? How long do you have to hold that title...a few years? Forever? For some of us that experience in high school could go on forever. For some of us, it could not end soon enough. I think we are all too young to realize it then, but later in life we all get to a point where we realize, just as the character of Andrew astutely observes, "We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."

For all the movies they keep dragging out of the vault to makeover, "The Breakfast Club" has stayed neatly tucked away. Either someone is too stupid and keeps overlooking it...or too smart and knows that you can't remake something so classic.

There may be some people reading this who have never seen the movie. Hell, there may be many of you who weren't even alive when this movie came out. (and I literally shuddered as I typed that) And you must. I promise you, you won't regret 1 of those 97 minutes you spend watching that Saturday, March 24 unfold at Shermer High School. If nothing else, you'll see that Snooki and the Jersey Shore crew are totally ripping off Judd Nelson, obviously he originated the fist pump. If I was Judd...I'd be pissed.


And as a small side note...this is my 150th posting, damn I am getting old! :)

Wow. Seriously, wow.

SO there are a few people who are actually reading this thing. I am not trying to bulsh*t you when I say I am totally surprised (in a fantastic way) and will aim to be better. Seriously, if I have to backfill posts at this point, oh god help me.

I have a bunch recently that I thought I would like to post about so I will need to pace that out. A friend commented that you could run out of things to write about...I really don't think I could. I know, I know that must sound like total crap. I'll try to explain - in a roundabout way of course.

Have you seen "Up In The Air"? No? You should. I really recommend it. Its one of the few films I have seen in the past 8 or so years that I wished had come out when I was in grad school. So that I could have great conversations about it or write an incredibly brilliant and insightful paper about it. Cause I used to do that, you know in my former life :)

So I loved this movie for a ZILLION reasons. I like that it's a commercial film (more or less) that makes a statement about our current day life. Kind of love that aspect of it actually. How technology has moved us and distanced us all at the same time. I kind of bond with George's character for the fact that he is just distant from his family. Not by choice or on purpose....but just that that can happen while everyone maintains an aura of knowing what everyone else is up to. My mom knows if I am going out of town because she sees my facebook status update. My Dad knows the cost of a gallon of gas in VA (yes, he does ask about it) because he's learned how to text to ask me about it. See these advances in technology doesn't make us closer. Just more informed.

Most people know me know I HATE talking on the phone. A very few people get a pass on this one -- V and A come to mind -- but by and large, no phone thank you. And I cannot tell you why that is. I was never attacked by a phone as a small child or anything similarly traumatic enough that would cause my phone phobia. I think it may be one of two things. First, I have to have far too many long, boring and painful phone calls for work so I think that makes me inherently hate talking on the phone. Yeah, I know that's a sweeping generalization but come on, just work with me here.

The other, is that I am a person who has grown accustomed to being overlooked, unheard and just sort of glanced over. Now, I am not trying to get all heavy and Dr Phil or anything like that, but that is just me. That's who I have always been to groups of friends. The one in the background. I usually put everyone else first ad no one ever asked me to do that....it's just what I am preprogrammed to do. I think when you become increasingly used to no one caring about what you might have to say....well then you don't say it out loud.

This post may have been a little too self indulgent for my tastes, but I got to writing again, so that's a good thing. It's all about taking baby steps. So getting (eventually) to my earlier basic point is that no one else is talking to me about these things and my thoughts...so I really do have plenty to post. True, its because I have a lack of anyone willing to listen to my ramblings but hey, that just means I have more to write here.