So yesterday I was over visiting Backpacking Dad's site, and I saw this challenge:
Between NOW and 11:59pm on Thursday simply write a blog post describing in great, painful, humorous, depressing, sexy, angry, or emo detail which character from either The Breakfast Club or Sixteen Candles most resembles you.
And though there are no SEXY details that resemble me, I did come of age in the John Hughes dramafest '80s, where the unassuming girl or guy always won in the end but palm trees didn't fix everything, Mom. However, sexy = Judd Nelson in The Breakfast Club, just sayin'. Is still hot? I bet he's still hot.
Anyway. So I was struck even in the '80s by the scene in which Ally Sheedy's character in The Breakfast Club (whose name, it turns out, is "Allison") dumps out her purse on the floor and everyone makes fun of her for carrying around so much shit. But it turns out that she carries it around because she believes if she has it with her, she can leave her life any time. Even though she's like 16 and has no job (but details like that do not matter when you're 16, which is why it works so well).
Here's the script:
ANDREW
Oh, I have problems?
ALLISON
You do everything everybody ever
tells you to do, that is a problem!
ANDREW
Okay, fine...but I didn't dump my
purse out on the couch and invite
people into my problems...Did I?
I thought Andrew was quite perceptive to realize Allison's full purse was a metaphor, and her dumping it on the floor in front of them all was her attempt to communicate. And Allison feels felt so vulnerable and embarrassed when the others insinuate that she doesn't really have any problems but that she just wants attention.
Because it's bad to want attention, right?
RIGHT?
Not that I at all IN ANY WAY can relate to Allison, the weirdo with the big purse.
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And in NO WAY connected to the above, there is a little contest going on over at Peekaboo Picks this week. You can win yourself a copy of Sleep Is for the Weak. Not that we need to talk about that. Ahem. GOD, STOP LOOKING AT MY STUFF.
