Like just about every one in my age bracket/socioeconomic group, I’ve been mourning the loss of film-maker/screenwriter John Hughes this week. I thought the Molly Ringwold essay in the New York Times was pretty cool. I can’t tell you how saddened I was to learn that Ferris Bueller grew up to be a Republican toady/lawyer whose claims to hi-jinks now lean toward sneaking Ken Starr out the back door of court houses. Awesome! I am so bummed out.
And then I saw the new trailer for the upcoming Where the Wild Things Are movie, and all was right in the world.