I was a big boy of twenty and in the Nav when I saw it at the mall outside NTC Orlando, but I knew it was a work for the ages. John Hughes, I already knew from Sixteen Candles, and he would go on to do as well or worse in the years to come. I never understood his obsession with this whole class-struggle theme (Pretty in Pink, Some Kind of Wonderful) but I guess he grew up on the wrong side of the tracks and was unable to get it out of his system. I personally saw his lack of racial mix as necessary to not detract from his central, class-obsessed theme.