Nothing else I might mention today could possibly compare to the news that yesterday, writer, director, and producer John Hughes died tragically in New York City of a heart attack suffered during his morning walk. Hughes was 59; he was in New York visiting family.
Let us now praise famous movies. The Breakfast Club. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Sixteen Candles. Uncle Buck. National Lampoon’s Vacation. Hell, even Home Alone.
In lieu of flowers, please commence overthinking of his oeuvre below.