One thing we do still have, though? A Wayne.īetter yet, thanks to an eleventh-hour streaming rights bid from Prime Video, a larger audience than ever is about to have a Wayne. Whatever Hughesian boom there might have been is over, YouTube Premium is effectively ( if not technically) out of the scripted content game, and we’re still (at least) 69,619,556 votes short of burning out the toxically selfish rot at the heart of our national experiment. My guess? That modern American culture had so thoroughly rotted, the TV-making adults who grew up with The Breakfast Club and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off were ready to drag us all head-first into the vicarious catharsis of the next generation’s fictional teens blowing our bullshit to kingdom come. And yet, given how utterly and indeed pummeling the loudest of these updates ended up being-Netflix’s batshit zombie comedy Daybreak, which would debut and in short order be canceled later that fall, absolutely included-a more complicated explanation seemed in order. Hell, even grown-ish made its first major promo campaign a full Breakfast Club jam.Īt the time, a mini-boom like this made a kind of epitaphic sense: 2019 marked a decade, after all, since John Hughes had died the timing was ripe for some choice nostalgia. The first season of Shawn Simmons’ knuckle-bruising teen dramedy had just dropped on YouTube Premium, and between it, Sex Education, and Deadly Class (RIP), it was pretty obvious something Hughesian was on pop culture’s collective mind. The last time I took to the Paste TV trenches to write at any length about Wayne, it was January of 2019. So I hope you let me help you.” - Apropos of nothing at all, Del’s student council election speech (“Chapter Five: Del”) You don’t have to like me, but I like you, and … I want to do good stuff. “Listen, you can call me whatever you want.
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