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The Breakfast Club (1985)
This week the Dads get detention along with The Breakfast Club, and what was supposed to be a conversation about a teen movie turns into something closer to a therapy session for two middle-aged fathers who suddenly can't stop seeing their own kids in every frame.
Both dads have history with this one, but neither watched it young enough for it to hit the way John Hughes intended. Steve saw it in high school and thought these kids' problems felt like ancient history. Nic watched it more recently with his wife and daughter and came back different. Now, rewatching it through the lens of parenthood, they find a movie that's less about being a teenager and more about surviving the adults who are supposed to be raising you. The budget was a million bucks, the cast was seven people, nobody ever leaves the school, and it returned 51.5 times its cost, making it the biggest ROI of any movie the podcast has covered. Nic is duly impressed. Steve is doing the math on how nice that library is compared to anything either of them ever set foot in.
The real surprise is Bender. Steve comes in ready to be annoyed and walks out calling him the best character in the movie. Not just the troublemaker, but the emotional engine of the whole thing, a kid with terrifying emotional intelligence and a cigar burn on his arm from a father he can only talk about in impressions. The Vernon-Bender supply closet scene gets a full breakdown, with both dads noting the exact moment each character realizes they went too far. Andy's confession about Larry Lester lands even harder as parents. And Brian's near-whispered admission about the flare gun and the unbearable weight of a B average nearly breaks Steve, who says he almost cried watching it this time around, thinking not about his own childhood but about the silences between sentences where kids hide what they're really feeling.
There are lunches ranked, Canadian girlfriends invoked, and the eternal question of who flicks a perfectly good roach in 1984 suburban Illinois. But underneath all the Moliere-pumps-my-nads quotables, this one lands where it counts.
Sincerely yours, the Dads.
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By Steve Paulo & Nic BrianaThis week the Dads get detention along with The Breakfast Club, and what was supposed to be a conversation about a teen movie turns into something closer to a therapy session for two middle-aged fathers who suddenly can't stop seeing their own kids in every frame.
Both dads have history with this one, but neither watched it young enough for it to hit the way John Hughes intended. Steve saw it in high school and thought these kids' problems felt like ancient history. Nic watched it more recently with his wife and daughter and came back different. Now, rewatching it through the lens of parenthood, they find a movie that's less about being a teenager and more about surviving the adults who are supposed to be raising you. The budget was a million bucks, the cast was seven people, nobody ever leaves the school, and it returned 51.5 times its cost, making it the biggest ROI of any movie the podcast has covered. Nic is duly impressed. Steve is doing the math on how nice that library is compared to anything either of them ever set foot in.
The real surprise is Bender. Steve comes in ready to be annoyed and walks out calling him the best character in the movie. Not just the troublemaker, but the emotional engine of the whole thing, a kid with terrifying emotional intelligence and a cigar burn on his arm from a father he can only talk about in impressions. The Vernon-Bender supply closet scene gets a full breakdown, with both dads noting the exact moment each character realizes they went too far. Andy's confession about Larry Lester lands even harder as parents. And Brian's near-whispered admission about the flare gun and the unbearable weight of a B average nearly breaks Steve, who says he almost cried watching it this time around, thinking not about his own childhood but about the silences between sentences where kids hide what they're really feeling.
There are lunches ranked, Canadian girlfriends invoked, and the eternal question of who flicks a perfectly good roach in 1984 suburban Illinois. But underneath all the Moliere-pumps-my-nads quotables, this one lands where it counts.
Sincerely yours, the Dads.