By 1986 John Hughes had become an industry, farming out his formulaic projects to hired hacks (in this case Howard Deutch). This is like every other Hughes film, just a little shoddier. It's set in an imaginary Chicago suburb populated by wealthy CEOs and unemployed steelworkers. The plot concerns a girl from the wrong side of the freeway (Molly Ringwald) who harbors a crush on "richie" Andrew McCarthy. He invites her to the prom, but will his snooty friends accept her? The class issues are posed with a fervency that makes you expect an "additional dialogue" credit for Karl Marx, but naturally Hughes and Deutch glide right over them as they close in for their fairy-tale ending. With Jon Cryer, Harry Dean Stanton, and Annie Potts.