I've always been pretty open about my love of John Hughes - we were inspired to set our first album in a fictional town we called Condale by the fact Hughes based all his films in the fictional town of Shermer Illinois - and there are references to his movies in a lot of our songs. He was an awesome man. HOWEVER, as much as I love Pretty In Pink, I have a few issues with it. Well, actually, one major issue. Blaine.
If you haven't seen Pretty In Pink and are planning to then please don't read the rest of this blog. Everyone else, hi, nice to have you here.
OK so Pretty In Pink is the Cinderella story of Andie Walsh, a poor girl from the wrong side of the tracks (literally, there are train tracks at the opening of the film and Andie's house is right next to them). This wonderful girl who only wears pink SEE WHAT THEY DID THERE over the course of the film inexplicably - in my opinion - falls for Blaine McDonough, a spineless beige normcore yuppie.
In case you're not getting it yet, I really don't like Blaine.
I would much rather Andie ended up with either Duckie - her hilarious if slightly needy best friend, played by Jon Cryer, or Steff, Blaine's best friend who has secretly been trying to get with Andie for years without Blaine's knowledge. Steff is played brilliantly by James Spader, one of my favourite actors. In the film he manages to play a horrible bigoted creep that I still sort of want to get the girl.
Anyway, I'm now going to argue these points further using the wardrobe of the characters.
This is Andie.