Wednesday, 7 January 2009

Movie Review: Pretty In Pink

It's probably quite obvious that I have an unhealthy obsession with 80s teen movies by now. And Pretty in Pink is a total classic. It has Molly Ringwald starring, who was the original Brat Pack girl, playing her trademark role as the poor but intelligent and cute girl from the wrong side of town. And she is admired by the hunk that was Andrew McCarthy in the mid 80s. Ooh, I have such a crush on him!

The plotline is fairly simple. Andie Walsh is a pretty young teenage girl who makes her own clothes because she has no money, and looks after her father who is still in pieces after her Moms abandonment. She's quirky and smart, she has a job in a record store and she is best friends with Duckie- a quirky guy with unusual dress sense who just happens to be head over heels in love with Andie. Not that she realises- although throughout the movie it couldn't be more freaking obvious. And then there's Blane McDonnough. He's a rich senior heartthrob with money who could have just about any girl- yet all he wants is Andie.

Of course, this causes some problems with his snobby friends, who feel that Blane dating Andie is lowering the tone of their social circle, yadda yadda. But in the end, in typical teen movie style, the triumph over their respective difficulties- Andie's dad finally gets back on track after realising her mum is never coming back, and she makes up with Duckie, and Blane tells his clique to go fuck themselves- love conquers all, and the closing scene, with the hazy kiss in the parking lot, is every sixteen year old girls dream for their prom night.

I have to say, I always felt a lot of sympathy for Duckie. He was the cute, eclectic one and it seems that those kind of people always lose out, doesn't it? It did make me a little sad that he was so deeply in love with Andie that he gave her up because he knew it would make her happy. Well, Andie, if you don't want him, can I please have him? Jon Cryer is so cute, I wanted to put him in a jar and keep him!

Although not my favourite Brat Pack movie- that title has to go to The Breakfast Club- it's certainly one I could watch over and over. This has to be my favourite scene in the whole movie:



It’s cute, it’s sweet, it’s maybe a little bit predictable. But it shaped every teen movie you see today- without Pretty in Pink, Mean Girls would never have been. So give it the respect it deserves.

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