There are going to be countless retrospectives in the days to come celebrating the John Hughes oeuvre, and discussing what he meant to American culture -- his contribution to the young adult canon being perhaps the most significant since that of J.D. Salinger's. But for the time being, I'd just like to be sad for a bit. You can be sad with me. Ironically enough, the first scene that occurred to me was one with no dialogue in it at all. I like to imagine it as a glimpse inside the movie in Hughes' own mind, with art direction by George Seurat and score by Johnny Marr.