I admit I didn't get The Breakfast Club when I was in high school, at the age when that film should mean the most to you. Maybe it was because I never had detention, let alone on a Saturday. The characters seemed whiney, and I just didn't get the sequence where they get stoned, dance around and Emilio Estevez shatters a window with his scream. OK, that last part still doesn't hold up. But unlike most teen comedies, The Breakfast Club feels a little more relevant as you get older—it's about how rarely we get to know the people we go to high school with and the knowledge that the disappointment you feel with life now may well be an ominous sign of disappointment to come. Also, Judd Nelson. In the wake of John Hughes' death a year ago this month, it's fascinating to look back at how his works have remained popular and what they have that many teen movies both then and now lack: an emotional core to go with all the hijinks. Having said that, Anthony Michael Hall should have totally hooked up with Ally Sheedy's character. The poor kid needed a girl who didn't "live in Canada." Relive the magic and the synthesizer music for a mere $4 at 8:30 p.m. —Zack Smith