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Wow. Now can we please slap Hollywood with some sort of "Remake Ban" on all of his flicks? Can we please? Can we do it violently? With pitchforks and fire? Please?

RIP, Hughes - You were the motherfuckin' man...

I agree with Skitz, no remakes of his films, please! I hope those "talks" about a sequel to Ferris Buehler end up being just that: talk.

RIP, Mr. Hughes.

Wow, I was just talking earlier about going home tonight and having a Hughesathon because I was feeling nostalgic. Balls. This is just very sad.

I feel like the Pajiba group is mourning the loss of a cool uncle or aunt....someone that could relate to you better than your parents ever could.

Oh man the little angst-filled teen inside of me is curled in a ball and tears are streaming down her face :-(

oh, that just plain sucks. :( RIP.

I've never seen a single one of this man's films. I had just starting working during the 1980's and these films didn't interest me at all at the time. How do they hold up? Should I rent them now?

bad week for screenwriters. 3 in 2 days.

i'll always be grateful to mr. hughes for showing the non-sctv watching world how amazingly funny john candy could be.

What a coincidence. I'm going to see Pretty in Pink at the Hemisfair in San Anto today and was already feeling sad that I don't have my white lace up ankle booties with the monk strap to wear anymore. They got lost along the way. And yet,despite how long it's been, John Hughes movies continue to influence the way I speak and dress. Which begs the question, "have I officially become an old fart or am I stuck in a rut?" Whatever, if wanting to dress like Andie or date Ducky or Ferris Bueller is wrong I don't want to be right!

Very, very sad. Makes me realize how damn young he was for much of his success, too!

Im think that is the first time I have cried at the death of a celebrity. I'm a huge fan of all of his work.

He will be deeply missed.

RIP Mr. Hughes

What a reminder of how old I have become. I turned 13 in 1981, and it was damn cool to see parts of my life or the life I wanted, on the big screen. Those movies defined us teens of the eighties and it feels as though our spokesman has told us, you are now on your own.

Rest in peace, and thanks for all you did and what your legacy reminds us of.

To answer your question BWeaves, yes, they hold up quite well.

:( RIP John Hughes. Thanks for making such rad movies. We saw ourselves in them.

How sad indeed.
And yet how cool for him to have gotten to be that cool.
Yes, BWeaves. I would heartily recommend renting, owning, watching, loving, these movies.

I came here to see if there was a new comment diversion and I bump into this....

Aaaaaaaagh, this sucks.

jeez, my phone is blowing up. class of 90 says RIP.

I'm really damn sad about this.

I am about to go to a party and will make the John hughes drinking game: Give a quote from a Hughes movie and if no one can guess they all drink!
The list is long and varied...
well done hughes

Wow. :(

I'll twelfth that, that life would not have been the same without you, good sir, and what you gave to us.

On a side note, does anyone know which review or commentary it was that referenced the fact that the John Hughes character types don't affect modern teenagers because they no longer apply to the common high school experience, or something to that effect? It may have been the comments, but I thought it was the review itself. I remember nothing about it except that, which I knows helps piss-all, but any help would be most graciously appreciated. With cookies.

How very sad. Rest in peace, Mr. Hughes.

And thank you for bringing Jake Ryan into my life.

What the fucking fuck?!?!
This is what happens when I settle down to actually work for a day, something happens I actually give a shit about and I don't know a thing until I click on Pajiba, of all places.

This man, his movies, they ruled my life. Every attempt after him (I'm looking at YOU, teen movies of the 90s) was a pale imitation.

Damn, man. This just fucking sucks.

R.I.P. Mr. Hughes.

Man, Ferris Bueller's Day Off is one of the best comedies of all time. So is Uncle Buck and Plains, Trains, and Automobiles.

Not a good year for pop culture icons.

Wow just read this on mysharona's facebook feed.

I remember first realising who John Hughes was when I first watched the breakfast club in january 2005; then I realised I had been watching him for years...

Just a massive shame I had been hoping for years that he would write or direct films again... kinda the same way you hope rob reiner will remember how to direct. But alas recluses dont remember how not to live off their riches and fat men will always be worried their films are too good. (heres looking at you lucas a card carrying hiding behind my guy twat)

Still waiting for a film that makes me want to stay up and watch it all night the way that film did. I want that feeling of watching it anew.

I feel sad today, I’ve seen all of Hughes movies, they were a guide post through the 80’s. I remember going to a funeral of a co- worker, I didn’t know the guy but we worked on the same floor, I’d see him in the hallway and we would nod at each other and that was it. I decided to go to his wake because I would not be able to go to his funeral. I think I was one of the first to arrive at the funeral home. I walked into the viewing room where his closed casket was. For some reason I just broke out in tears, here was a guy I didn’t know all that well and a person that I barely looked in the eye. Death is a funny thing.

When I was sixteen my little sister broke her ankle. It was a terrible, nasty fracture and she couldn't walk all summer. I kept her company watching Ferris Bueller, Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink, and Fast Times at Ridgemont High (Amy Heckerling broke up the trifecta) almost every day. And you know what? We never got sick of them. They really do hold up time after time. You sure as hell can't say that about teen movies today. You will be missed Mr. Hughes.

admin, never dig one grave.

The headline over at IMDB reads:
John Hughes, Bard of Teen Angst, dies at 59.

I like that - "Bard of Teen Angst."

Is it safe to say that without John Hughes there'd be no Kevin Smith? Or Judd Apatow?

There'd definitely be no American Pie. No Can't Hardly Wait, or Empire Records or Sex Drive.

When I was a teenager, and my mom and I weren't seeing eye-to-eye, she sat me down one evening to watch The Breakfast Club. "Why?" I asked. "Because you'll get it," she said. And she was right. At that time, at that place, I might not have "gotten" her, but I "got" that. When she saw I was responding, she rented Weird Science, and Pretty in Pink, and Uncle Buck--it was all about the bonding. We had a tough time in those days, together and in our own ways, but it helped us to see that we were not alone in feeling alone. That's what John Hughes will always mean to me (and I feel certain that I'm not the only one to say something like that tonight). A couple of years ago, when I thought she was disappointed that I chose grad school over getting married, I got a copy of Uncle Buck in my stocking at Christmas. RIP John Hughes. You gave me and my mother a language we both understood.

I'm so sad. This is not what I wanted to see first thing this morning.

Fuck you, 2009. Just....fuck you.

Oh man the little angst-filled teen inside of me is curled in a ball and tears are streaming down her face :-(

Posted by: scorzi at August 6, 2009 5:17 PM

Thank you, scorzi, for the best metaphor of this eloquent, elegiac thread...

Perhaps it's because he kept his dignity...and his nose.

"Nothing to see here"

Why are there no current photos of JH online anywhere? is it true that he had become grossly overweight like John Candy and John Goodman and Marlin Brando over the past 15 years and that he was fat and diabetic and knew he was on a fast track to pokkuri sudden death? I loved the man, his work, his genius, he movies, his walking away from Hollywood, who he blamed for Candy's death at 43, but what about the personal here? Was JH overweight, grossly or just a bit and why? Did he have history of heart disease in his family, mom or dad or grandpa? Somebody should be looking into these details too. People just don't pop off and die. They also take with them secrets and things the public never hears until much later. Let's find out now why he died at 59 from a H attack.... NOT ONE BLOG has looked into this so far.