This blog entry is part of my “movie year countdown”. To read more about that check out my first Spout filmblog entry.
Sixteen Candles
I kind of missed the whole brat pack thing the first couple times around. If it is something that keeps coming around. I dunno. It seems like something that a number of people of my generation seem to indentify with although I was still a small child when most of these movies came out.
I guess I wasn't expecting a whole lot and I didn't really get a whole lot. The movie is about as vapid as any current Hollywood teen comedy that I might have accidentally seen. And like most of them also seems to somehow drag you along mindlessly without getting too bored but feeling just as empty at the end. Maybe it's a product of bad television conditioning.
I guess John Hughes connected more with me with Home Alone which came out when I was 9-years-old. And I believe Macaulay Culkin was too, so I was obviously the prime audience. I couldn't connect quite as well with those teenagers, but I'm not sure if I ever would have.
Rating: 5/10