Word: breakfast
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Think that children, including child actors, should be flash-frozen at twelve and thawed out again at 20? Well, help is on the way. Time's winged chariot is rumbling through the shopping mall. Maturity lurks; in a couple of years not one of the kids in The Breakfast Club will be young enough to impersonate a high schooler. Creeping adulthood may require more time to overtake the young male teen-flick actors who, with an exception or two, now look as if a casting director had wandered through a Taco Bell parking lot saying, "Okay...
...radiant Molly Ringwald is not the only such coming attraction. Ally Sheedy, who plays the sulky flake to Molly's good girl in The Breakfast Club, is one of a lively and sometimes dazzling handful of others. Sheedy is 23 now, and the leggy, earnest, puppy-cute teenager of WarGames shows up less frequently in her movements than it used to. Her looks have always pivoted at an intriguing point between plain and stunning, a balance that is bad for a movie star but lucky for an actress. She has a pointy nose, a shock of reddish-brown hair...
...bachelor's degree at the University of Southern California. A partly written novel lies fallow. Good sense rules her life, though she has been known to wander off go- cart driving with Brat Packers Emilio Estevez and Judd Nelson (respectively, the jock and the punk of The Breakfast Club, and the waiter and Sheedy's lover of the hanging-out-after-college film St. Elmo's Fire...
...auditioned for The Breakfast Club but was turned down, and since then has avoided most films that she calls "teen junk." The extravagant praise she has heard for Smooth Talk makes her uneasy, and she has tried to deflate expectations for her next role, an inquisitive girl next door who gets involved in a murder mystery, in the thriller Blue Velvet, to be released in September...
...crowd welled up like a stock car engine at the Firecracker 500: rrroooAAARRRR! the crowd said. Just like that: rrroooAAARRR! Then the players were thrown in the penalty box and the camera showed them spitting up blood and looking like Hello-I-Eat-Reinforced-Steel-Bolts-For-Breakfast. It was actually a pretty entertaining fight and the players seemed to enjoy raising a ruckus so I tuned out the ESPN announcer who was pontificating about sportsmanslike conduct. A few minutes in the penalty box, I thought. A couple teeth. A little blood. The crowd likes it. The players like...