Breakfast Club

Bought this poster a couple days back-there were tons of other attractive posters i could've chosen,including an impressive variety of Kill Bill Vol. 2 posters-alas it was The Breakfast Club that triumphed.I know the movie has a massive following,since it's debut in 1985 the fan numbers only grow and only a handful of films manage to endure such an incredible length and achieve timelessness.What makes The Breakfast Club incomparable is the faith and focus it places on elaborating its sole subject matter:the experience of high school,or,to widen the scope a bit,the pain of being a teenager.The premise is wonderfully simple and the story confined to the five characters and their detention session-each of the characters are different (in a very compelling and believable way-unlike the insufferably overdone,unrealistic and emotionally sterile methods used to individualize characters in movies like The Royal Tenenbaums) and every moviegoer can pretty much predict what happens next-they argue and come close to fistfights,but the painful confines of the library forces them to interact-however,when they finally sit down and talk more conflicts arise,emotions are heightened-a connection is born.But then detention finally ends,and yes they do form a sort of doubtful,but genuine friendship-and the movie ends there,but through several hints in the script before the final moment occurs and identification of the movie's primary themes,we know that despite the movie's final feel-good moment,an underlying feeling of sadness lingers and doesn't quite disappear-the movie tells a common truth:about being a teenager,about imaginary social heriarchies and how we let them dictate us,how all of us yearn for acceptance and the things we sacrifice for it,and the unspoken joy of miraculously finding salvation in the unlikeliest places.The movie contains a philosophy that is most clearly defined in its final quote (when the 'brain' narrates his short essay),this is printed at the side of the poster-meanings that travel beyond their shell of words,to become shapeless thoughts that surround the past and pending.

Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain,an athlete,a basket case,a princess and a criminal.That's how we saw each other this morning.We were brainwashed.