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Ah, The Breakfast Club...where to begin? Let's see: I have a self-imposed restriction on myself against watching this movie in the presence of other people because I have this obnoxious-yet-uncontrollable habit of reciting every line of this movie aloud, as if it were karaoke cinema. I love Pretty in Pink and Sixteen Candles (the other two movies in what I have dubbed "the Holy Trinity of Ringwald") as well, but this one was always my favorite and I seem to be the only person that I know that feels this way. I was in middle school when this film came out and I was a good kid - never had detention (it was much later before I learned firsthand that "being bad feels pretty good") - so it wasn't as if I really related to the characters. I can only sum it up thusly: 1) I love(d) the Brat Pack & every John Hughes movie that featured them, 2) for most of the 80s, I wanted to be Molly Ringwald (what girl didn't?) - in fact, Claire (her character in this film) is the whole reason that I ever tried sushi, which is now my favorite food, and 3) I just plain wanted Judd Nelson from the moment I saw this film - I never had a thing for that guy that played Jake in Sixteen Candles and Pretty in Pink wasn't out yet (but Andrew McCarthy did get a piece of my heart from then on...).