Duckie Dale, I Feel Your Pain



Style channel is showing Pretty in Pink. I can remember a time when I loved this movie, and now I want to punch everyone in this film who isn't Duckie Dale. And Annie Potts' character-- she's okay, because she has a cool wardrobe.

But, seriously, who gets all in a twist over a guy named Blaine? It's not like he has other redeeming qualities.

And Jon Cryer aged way better than Andrew McCarthy did.

I guess it's appropriate that the Style channel is showing this movie, because this is the movie about the triumph of style over substance. The girl ends up with the cute, vapid, cowardly boy who treats her like crap instead of the funny, quirky guy who adores her.

So for a movie that seems so unrealistic in so many ways-- the weird class conflict never rang true for me, and I'm pretty sure I work in that high school-- I guess the ending is pretty much true to life.

More disturbing than this, this showing is sponsored by Subaru, who somehow got their hands on the rights to "If I Should Fall From Grace With God," which is one of the better songs ever recorded.

So The Pogues sold out.

I'm disappointed by the "happy" ending.

I hate these reminders that my childhood is officially over. I think I'm going to go buy a box of Froot Loops and try to forget this whole incident.