Thursday, August 6, 2009

Happy August?

I'm sorry that I haven't blogged this week. Don't worry, I will make it up to you, I promise. Over the past few days, I've been overwhelmed, under the weather and to make it even worse, John Hughes passed away today.

John who, you say? John Hughes, the master writer and director of every good movies in the 80's, had a heart attack this morning. I am more upset by this than Michael Jackson's death.

He was such a great writer! And he made our childhood so much fun! Home Alone, The Breakfast Club, European Vacation, The Great Outdoors, Sixteen Candles, Mr. Mom. Dennis the Mennis??? Without that movie, I would never be able to look anyone in the eyes cross-eyed and say, "Uh Apple." (Only my family and a few friends will understand what I'm talking about unless you've seen the movie and already know the reference. If we ever meet or speak in person, I'll show you.)

Anyway, here are my favorite lines from the movie Uncle Buck in a scene between John Candy and Maculay Culkin:

Miles: Where do you live?
Buck: In the city.
Miles: You have a house?
Buck: Apartment.
Miles: Own or rent?
Buck: Rent.
Miles: What do you do for a living?
Buck: Lots of things.
Miles: Where's your office?
Buck: I don't have one.
Miles: How come?
Buck: I don't need one.
Miles: Where's your wife?
Buck: Don't have one.
Miles: How come?
Buck: It's a long story.
Miles: You have kids?
Buck: No I don't.
Miles: How come?
Buck: It's an even longer story.
Miles: Are you my Dad's brother?
Buck: What's your record for consecutive questions asked?
Miles: 38.
Buck: I'm your Dad's brother alright.
Miles: You have much more hair in your nose than my Dad.
Buck: How nice of you to notice.
Miles: I'm a kid - that's my job.

Amazing.

Thanks, John. I'm watching The Breakfast Club this weekend! Who's with me?!?

Love,
Jenna

3 comments:

alisa said...

i am all for a john hughes movie marathon this weekend...i too admit that this saddens me much more than michael jackson.

Ashley, Clay, Eva, Beck, and Cash said...

I agree. . .this is a sad day.

Mary Ungrangsee said...

Ahh, Uncle Buck. The memories.