John Hughes, the great bard of 1980s teen movies? That's what one reviewer said. Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Pretty in pink, National Lampoons Vacation, Home Alone, Ferris Bueller's day off on and on with movies that make me think of some NOT teenaged guy, but a pervert living out his sexual fantasies vicariously through some teens used as pawns by him in his movies forced to act as if this is the real way teens think and behave. Only they don't, didn't. How do or did people find this guys films charming? The only good things in them are...