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I was pondering the movie Sixteen Candles and Pretty in Pink the other day (I had a crush on Molly Ringwald during the 80s) and it occurred to me that she was either a popularity whore or a gold digger.
She had dudes in each movie that were absolutely infatuated with her, would have treated her right and been fantastic boyfriends to her (and they were also geeks), but instead she is lusting after the super rich jock (Sixteen Candles) or the super rich and suave up-towner (Pretty in Pink). While the sexuality of John Cryer may be in question as Ducky, you can't deny his devotion to her.
Anthony Michael Hall would have built a statue in her honor.
Now - the best part.
All of those freaks and geeks who got shafted by an entire generation of chicks who thought it was appropriate to diss your friends and go after the jocks instead of those who can work on Solaris servers - they got jobs in Hollywood, started making movies and suddenly made the underdog KING amongst chicks. NOW they want geeky men, and those other shallow assholes look like knock off copies of Jersey Shore.
So to you John Hughes, I give you my middle finger, raised proudly from betwixt my balled fist and offer you the following sentiment.... FUCK YOU.
Love,
Ganci
She had dudes in each movie that were absolutely infatuated with her, would have treated her right and been fantastic boyfriends to her (and they were also geeks), but instead she is lusting after the super rich jock (Sixteen Candles) or the super rich and suave up-towner (Pretty in Pink). While the sexuality of John Cryer may be in question as Ducky, you can't deny his devotion to her.
Anthony Michael Hall would have built a statue in her honor.
Now - the best part.
All of those freaks and geeks who got shafted by an entire generation of chicks who thought it was appropriate to diss your friends and go after the jocks instead of those who can work on Solaris servers - they got jobs in Hollywood, started making movies and suddenly made the underdog KING amongst chicks. NOW they want geeky men, and those other shallow assholes look like knock off copies of Jersey Shore.
So to you John Hughes, I give you my middle finger, raised proudly from betwixt my balled fist and offer you the following sentiment.... FUCK YOU.
Love,
Ganci
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