Do you know where your VHS tapes are hiding? Well, go and find them my friends…because this week marks the 25th anniversary of The Breakfast Club.
At my house I have my own Saturday morning Breakfast Club ritual. It consists of me…in my jammies…watching morning news…sipping coffee…and fighting for couch space with a lazy cat named Buster.
Because my Saturdays aren’t typically screenplay worthy, let’s cut back to the movie. The Breakfast Club was one of those movies that captivated teens not only for its humor, but also for the deepness of its message. If you haven’t seen the film, think of a 1980’s version of a modern-day reality show. Trap five high school students from different social clicks in Saturday detention, assign them a task to complete, and watch the drama unfold.
Mr. Vernon: Well, well. Here we are. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes to think about why you’re here. You may not talk. You will not move from these seats. Any questions?
Bender: Yeah. Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
As five kids sit around teasing each other and delving into their teenage thoughts on life (dating, sex, drugs, parents, school, etc.), they discover that they are more similar than different. Over the course of the day, they learn about each other’s personalities that are hidden beneath their looks and social circle stereotypes.
The movie doesn’t have great cinematography. Its stars were not accomplished actors. It didn’t win any awards. So, why is this movie memorable enough to celebrate a 25th anniversary with a New York City screening and spots on the national news?
I think it’s because there is a moral to the story, and one that’s rarely told from the teenage point-of-view. To have a meaningful relationship with another person, you need to take the time to know the person that lies beneath the exterior, because what lies on the outside only tells a very small part of the story.
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 us write 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…and an athlete…and a basket case…a princess…and a criminal…Does that answer your question?
The Breakfast Club
Have you ever judged someone before you really knew them?