When you grow up, your heart dies.
A film from the middle of the eighties, young people realising who they are because of a Saturday morning detention. Their real selves eventually shown through their shared experience and ,of course, from their sharing of Judd Nelson's secret stash. Always a winner that a secret stash.
For everything we show as our public face there are a thousand things that we don't.
Growing up kills so much of what we are.
The saddest thing in this modern first world hemisphere is that aspiration now comes down to getting a job and a house.
Anything else seems to have been misplaced.
I preferred Ally Sheedy when she was all in black.
For anyone who's interested
See you next Saturday....
A film from the middle of the eighties, young people realising who they are because of a Saturday morning detention. Their real selves eventually shown through their shared experience and ,of course, from their sharing of Judd Nelson's secret stash. Always a winner that a secret stash.
For everything we show as our public face there are a thousand things that we don't.
Growing up kills so much of what we are.
The saddest thing in this modern first world hemisphere is that aspiration now comes down to getting a job and a house.
Anything else seems to have been misplaced.
I preferred Ally Sheedy when she was all in black.
For anyone who's interested
See you next Saturday....
Can you describe the ruckus?
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