*Warning: Spoilers ahead*
Over the past few months, I’ve been slowly dipping my toes into classic films—and by “classic,” I mean the kind that elicits a gasp if I dare confess I’ve never seen it before. My most recent film of choice? Everyone’s favorite ‘80s teen movie: The Breakfast Club.
Now, before you call me out for being the last person on earth to see this iconic John Hughes’s film, it’s worth noting that I never even knew it existed until I was in high school myself. I’d heard it referenced a few times by classmates, but still, I didn’t have much interest because I was mostly drawn to Black sitcoms and movies at the time. As I grew older, I did have a better idea of the film’s plot and cultural impact. But even so, a teen comedy-drama that starred what appeared to be an all-white cast just didn’t appeal to me. So naturally, I figured I wasn’t missing out on much.
Boy, was I wrong.