For people my age and anyone who was young in the 1980’s, “The Breakfast Club” is one of those movies everyone liked because we grew up in that era. Yeah, not for me though. Truth of the matter is I hate the movie, but it wasn’t always like that. But I have a good reason disliking this movie, and it all started my freshman year of college.
Between fall of 1997 and the spring of 1999, I attended school at Bridgewater State College in Bridgewater Ma. My major at the time was media communications, with a minor in graphic design.
I was excited to go to school at BSC, but soon discovered the school made it almost impossible for freshmen to get into the classes we needed for our major. During my freshman year, I was only able to take two of the required courses, one of which was a speech class.
The required speech class was three days a week, but with two different professors. On Monday, we met in a large auditorium with one teacher, and on Wednesday and Friday we’d meet in a regular classroom with a different teacher. It was in the regular classroom where my problems with “The Breakfast Club.”
One Friday, we were assigned to watch the movie, and the professor told us to just enjoy it. No need to take notes or anything. Everyone in the class was probably thinking “watch a movie for homework? cool.” So I watched it, and I liked certain parts of it, and I did laugh here and there. But I wouldn’t say it became a favorite of mine or anything. As far as I was concerned, this would be the only time I had to watch “The Breakfast Club,” but boy was I wrong!
The following Wednesday, the professor that had assigned the movie, asked us our initial thoughts about it. Even then I thought it was an odd way for her to phrase the question, but I soon found out why she said “Initial thoughts.” At the end of class, she told us to watch the movie again, but this time focus only on Judd Nelson’s John Bender. Oh, and be sure to take notes this time.
That Friday in class, we discussed the character of Bender, and what we thought of him and his actions. As fas as I was concerned, that should have been the end of my relationship with “The Breakfast Club,” but the professor had other ideas. For the weekend, she told us to watch the movie again and to focus on Molly Ringwald’ss Claire Standish.
The next week, we did it all over again for Emilio Estevez as Andy Clark. And as if that weren’t enough, we rounded things out by watching the movie again, and only for Anthony Michael Hall’s Brian Johnson.
After a couple of weeks, I had watched “The Breakfast Club” a total of five times. That was over twenty years ago now, but even today I cannot bring myself to watch the movie. This is one case where a homework assignment completley ruined a movie for me. Ah well, at least I passed the class.