Film #105: Heaven Help Us

In the spring of 1985, it was John Hughes' The Breakfast Club that captivated all the kids. Steeped in undying high school archetypes seen through a garish 80s lens, and alternating between malcontent trans-clique discourse and annoying over-statement (did Hughes really have to include a stoned Emilio Estevez yelling so loud he shatters glass?), The Breakfast Club sucked up millions at the box

Who Am I? / Film #1: Chilly Scenes of Winter

(Here I am on the set of Film Forum, the Atlanta-based, live movie review show once hosted by Aron Siegel and myself; I was on it from 1999 to 2003.)

I think it's only fair I introduce myself before you read my stuff. It's a complicated history, so bear with me.

My name is Dean Treadway and I have been studying movies all of my life. I live in Brooklyn, near New York City now. But back down