John Hughes, I did not realize that you disappeared until you were dead.

I am back. Sad news today, well, John Hughes died today of a heart attack in New York. He was 59. We all remember him in the early 80s to the early 90s, writing and directing such classic comedies and films such as National Lampoon's Vacation, Sixteen Candles, Weird Science, The Breakfast Club, Uncle Buck, Only the Lonely, Home Alone and Ferris Beuller's Day Off. These were the films that broke John Cusack, Judd Nelson, Anthony Michael Hall and Molly Ringwald. In fact, I think that it was John Hughes who invented Molly Ringwald.

His roots in comedy and comedy writing go back to the National Lampoon magazine in the 70s. He wrote such classics as Vacation '59 (on which National Lampoon's Vacation was based), Christmas '59 (aka NatLamp's Christmas Vacation), My Penis (the story of a teenage girl who wakes up one morning to find that she has a penis..October 1978) and of course, My Vagina (the story of a teenage boy who wakes up to find that he has a vagina...April 1979). He also wrote many other things in the magazine, most of which were rather funny, not Chris Miller funny but funny nonetheless.

The odd thing is that he had not directed a film since 1991's "Curly Sue" with Jim Belushi. In some ways, that is the saddest swan song as a director. He did not write that much since then either. It was like he disappeared about 18 years ago. Then again, my life moved on, so I did not give him much thought, unless I was watching Weird Science, Sixteen Candles or a Home Alone movie.

It is sad that he is gone and then again, it is like Michael Jackson. The things that I enjoyed about him live on his work, both movies and magazines. They still exist in that format. I do not long for the present him as that really did not exist in my life, so it all works for me and that is all that really matters.

Ciao, bitches!