None of the original cast of the truly TERRIBLE movie, including Andie "who me, act?" MacDowell are doing much of anything right now...so why not just get them all back together for a deeply sad, who-has-allowed-themselves-to-age-and-who-has-not sequel? If Topher Grace just has to be part of this craptastic nostalgiafest, he can play Rob Lowe's troubled son. Or Demi Moore's young husband.
@Richard Lawson: Of course it's awful. That's why it's rather perfect. It's about Judd Nelson's schoolboy haircut, Ally's pearls, Demi's madonna-esqueness/coke addicted red room and a bic, Rob's inability to even fake playing the saxophone (who the hell plays the saxophone nowadays?! HA.), Emilio's non-existent point of being in the movie, except to serve beers, because..why not? Andrew's (why does he like face-tic Sheedy, anyway? So lost is he without Ringwald.) and Mare Winingham’s scene with the woman-shaper thigh huggies.
Yes. Awful, but also erotic-cheesy goodness. If you are like me, an 80's movie connoisseur, there will never be that perfect a storm of shamefully embarrassing acting, ever again. This Topher person will try too hard and be legitimately awful, but not memorably, nostalgia awful, which is much worse. It's like being in Spider-Man 3. Yup. Didn't you forget he was in that?!
Who?
Though sometimes it seems like every shitty teen-ish movie made in the '80s was poor John Hughes fault, this particular bit of cinematic horror was all on Joel Schumacher.
@City_Dater: I stand corrected! The fact that I saw St. Elmo's Fire at a drive-in probably has something to do with my poor memory of the particulars of this movie.
Where will it stop? How about we get some kick ass original sequels or prequels to some great 80's movies, Ghostbusters, The Thing (still scared of that little gem. Jesus the DOGS!) instead of the complete and utter ruination fuckery of classic films that were so mellifluously perfect, that to remake them would make them crumble like thousand year old parchment! Christ. Again, who do I have to beat in the balls with a friggin immovable Sit & Spin (remember how heavy those things were?) to make understand that the masses (hello, me!) would rather enjoy these movies without Topher talentless-hack Grace sullying my memories with his stuttering and shocking lack of even equally as talentless, Kutcherness. Which is bad, if you're Topher. (The hell is a Topher?!)
I hope they remake "Better Off Dead" into a 30 minute romcom format. I mean, the paperboy could get to season four without getting his $2 & lord knows Curtis Armstrong could reprise his lovable but quirky sidekick role.
Sheesh, it says in there that it took paramedics 15 MINUTES to get to him after the 911 call was made. I don't know about emergency response times in Manhattan, but that seems really, really bad.
There's also the little matter that their falling out was caused by Molly Ringwald saying that Hughes had "gone Hollywood" between Sixteen Candles and Pretty In Pink because he showed up dressed like Don Johnson. The irony is that Hughes would later leave Hollywood because of the fear of this happening to his family. So no one pisses you off as much as someone who was right.
Are actors and directors really best friends during and post shoot? I would have a hard time writing a eulogy for a boss from 20 years ago. Molly and Anthony were just kids at the time so they were in their own little teen bubbles.
@Queen of the Passive Aggressives:
It depends on the job.
Tomorrow night I'm going to a ten year reunion for a play I did in high school. Just a simple school play from a decade ago, but something really clicked, and it's a happy memory for me. I've been getting oddly sentimental thinking about it.
Turns out the director is putting on the very same play this year with a new group of kids, to mark the occasion. So I guess it made an impression on him too.
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And Andie MacDowell has never, ever been able to act. That she had a career as long as she did seems almost Faustian.
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Yes. Awful, but also erotic-cheesy goodness. If you are like me, an 80's movie connoisseur, there will never be that perfect a storm of shamefully embarrassing acting, ever again. This Topher person will try too hard and be legitimately awful, but not memorably, nostalgia awful, which is much worse. It's like being in Spider-Man 3. Yup. Didn't you forget he was in that?!
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I know! I want to come back in my next life as Andie MacDowell's agent, because I will obviously be able to bend spoons with my mind.
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Pretty much all of the original actors are available, i.e., not working steady. Why not St. Elmo's Burning Ember with all the old cast.
This just might set a new time/speed record for crapping all over an artist's legacy after they've died.
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Who?
Though sometimes it seems like every shitty teen-ish movie made in the '80s was poor John Hughes fault, this particular bit of cinematic horror was all on Joel Schumacher.
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Apologies to John Hughes!
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Where will it stop? How about we get some kick ass original sequels or prequels to some great 80's movies, Ghostbusters, The Thing (still scared of that little gem. Jesus the DOGS!) instead of the complete and utter ruination fuckery of classic films that were so mellifluously perfect, that to remake them would make them crumble like thousand year old parchment! Christ. Again, who do I have to beat in the balls with a friggin immovable Sit & Spin (remember how heavy those things were?) to make understand that the masses (hello, me!) would rather enjoy these movies without Topher talentless-hack Grace sullying my memories with his stuttering and shocking lack of even equally as talentless, Kutcherness. Which is bad, if you're Topher. (The hell is a Topher?!)
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On the other hand, if they were to do something with Real Genius, I would be happy... though it's hard to improve on greatness.
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(SHAMELESS PLUG OVER, SORRY GABRIEL AND BRIAN.)
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Megan Fox.
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It depends on the job.
Tomorrow night I'm going to a ten year reunion for a play I did in high school. Just a simple school play from a decade ago, but something really clicked, and it's a happy memory for me. I've been getting oddly sentimental thinking about it.
Turns out the director is putting on the very same play this year with a new group of kids, to mark the occasion. So I guess it made an impression on him too.