Showing posts with label redheads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label redheads. Show all posts

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Tough questions deserve tough answers.

On Twitter Miss Soleil Moon Frye asked sexy birds all over which John Hughes movie earned their top spot out of Pretty in Pink, The Breakfast Club, and Sixteen Candles. Probably one of the toughest questions ever posed . . . in the world let alone the Twittersphere.

I took a dip with the Fail Whale and together we came up with a long, completely non-definitive answer.

Pretty in Pink

Pro's:
  • Molly Ringwald has possibly one of the cutest red-headed bobs in the world and the most appeasing round-pouty lips. And her vintage chic sense of fashion made every little girl dream of playing dress up. Rule No. 1 in fashion, if you believe in the look, haters will be jealous and the right people will dig it.
  • Jon Cryer and his character Duckie. Enough said.
  • This scene.
  • Annie Pot's Wardrobe. Pow. Bam. Boom.
Con's
  • The names Blane and Steff . . . wtf. Oh, Steff as a man's name.
  • And the biggest con, so it really counts as 5, it's an 11 on the heartbreak volume, Duckie doesn't end up with Andie. It still hurts.
The Breakfast Club

Pro's
  • Good golly Miss Molly's in it, but besides her it's just a perfect ensemble cast.
  • Eat my shorts.
  • It takes place in a library. Fucking-A.
Con's
  • Anthony Michael Hall's character "Brian Johnson" flies solo. No love for the geeks.
  • I know I said it was an ensemble cast, but alone, Ally Sheedy's character, "Allison Reynolds" always irked me. No clue why.
  • We watched this film in my high school Health class and everyone took it upon themselves to act out each scene for weeks. For an example of how annoying that can be watch this.
Sixteen Candles

Pro's
Con's
  • Michael Schoeffling never did much for me.
  • They fucking forgot her 16th birthday. That's just upsetting (my family forgot my 12th . . . it wasn't a milestone).
  • Spandau Ballet's "True" is a favorite but . . . compared to the other two movies, its soundtrack is the weakest.
So looking at the lists while Pretty in Pink has more pro's, it also technically has more con's. Like I said a tough question and no definitive answer. Hmph.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

My New York Diary Revisited

Look, I kid about not liking red heads because I had to share a bedroom with one for 9 months, give or take, who made my life miserable. She wasn't even thaaaaat bad. I'm just a creature of habit, my deodorant is always on the left hand corner of my dresser, if it's not there, I forget to put it on. I stay up late most nights, I play music all the time, I prefer writing of some sort on the wall, and I HATE having to always talk. All of these things seemed to clash with her so I compromised . . . a lot. I like to share things (books, music, movies, clothes, etc) and while I'm pretty lackadaisical about getting things back, my red-headed college roommie managed to make off with some of my most cherished belongings, my first copy of My New York Diary by Julie Doucet--- she had to do a writing assignment on comics as literature and didn't want to use that manga stuff she liked to read, no offense if that stuff floats your boat, and she left it at a Starbucks . . . good-bye Julie. Then there was my copy of Vivre sa vie --- we had a Godard Movie Night at my dorm (NYC film students . . . meh) she missed my contribution to the evening, so I lent it to her over spring break NEVER to see it again. I had two great Amnesty International tees . . . now I have one (she wanted to wear it to impress some guy, I probably don't want that one back). I had Van Morrison's Moon Dance . . . she just took it right off my desk promising to return it. Lie. Bye bye Van, it's still a marvelous night for a moon dance.

Anyhow I ordered another copy of My New York Diary and it came in the mail Saturday. I love getting mail that isn't bills. And to show there are no hard feelings to all the other Reds of the world here is a list ::shudder:: of red heads I actually love.

1. Lucille Ball (I was her for Halloween a few years back).
2. Anne from Anne of Green Gables (ahhh, yes fictional characters will be here)
3. J.B. Fletcher (aka Angela Lansbury, I loved Bedknobs and Broomsticks)
4. Strawberry Shortcake
5. Maureen O'Hara
6. Mary Magdalene
7. Carol Burnett (my Nana's favorite)
8. Samuel Clemens
9. Emily Dickinson
and last but certainly not least
10. Andia!!!!!!

Tis a marvelous night for a moon dance . . .





And a little Substitutiary Locomotion would go a long way at the Marsh . . .