TBC was good, back then, if you were of that age. Today, it stands up as an old movie about a different generation you don't understand.
Oh, and it has that most detestable of stereotypes - the fake alternative girl that gets a makeover. good god, what saccharine are they serving in Hollywood that makes all film makers want to use fake goths or fake punks that wannabe secretly normal? And on top of that, you just know everything will go back to normal on Monday.
And another thing, why do teenagers in John Hughes movies all have classic cars? Even the poor ones. If you're Molly Ringworm from the wrong side of the tracks, you get a cool classic VW. Damned rich poor kids...
And yet another thing ... when next watching a John Hughes movie, look for the kid in the hat. There's always one. It's as if he wanted kids to start wearing hats.
ps. But yeah, I love John Hughes movies too. Save Ferris.