Thoughts of a Fallen Brat Packer...

So, when I was in high school and college I took great joy in making fun of the Brat Pack and how bad they were. They were so bad I loved them. I've probably seen "St. Elmo's Fire" 50 times. I know all of the lines --- particularly those of my favorite member of the Brat Pack, Judd Nelson. I used to make fun of his huge nostrils and constant sneer and silly hair. �and the way he always seems to yell his lines as if he must pronounce every word louder than the last.

But, then, years later --- "Suddenly Susan" aired on network television and there was our sad little Brat Packer Judd whose film career never quite took off playing in a sitcom with Brooke Shields. ...and he was soooooo cute! Middle age just agreed with Mr. Nelson.

I often stay up late on a Friday or Saturday night just to watch one of his really bad straight-to-cable movies which have him playing some crazed killer or nerdy victim. I watch just to see a glimpse of how cute he has become. I turn into an 8th grade girl!

Anyway, he is going to be in Boston in a stage play and I am dying to go.

That is all. Just thought I would share my unresolved feelings for the Brat Packer who never quite could.