Film Review: Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

I dislike Ferris. I really, really dislike him. Honestly, there are very few characters, that I loathe and hate as much as Ferris Bueller. I am anything but a violent person. I hate confrontation, I will apologise a million times to defuse a situation even if I’ve done nothing wrong, and yes I’m one of those passive, shy, reclusive geeks that doesn’t have it in them to even kill a fly. Truly, I capture when and let them go outside!

But I could quite easily punch Ferris Bueller in the face!

I know the movie isn’t serious, I know that it’s meant to a hyper real comedy, and I know that Ferris Bueller couldn’t and wouldn’t exist or be capable of getting away with what he does in real life, but that doesn’t stop me. There is just something about him, his persona, his actions, the way people just fall at his feet that whether for comedic purposes or not just makes me want to hit him. And ensures that whatever happens, I hate him.

Nobody in life could be Ferris Bueller, nobody can wind the world around there finger as he does. And part of me knows that Cameron (Alan Ruck) feels exactly the same way.

Yes he’s Ferris’ best friend, but Ferris take advantage, Ferris takes the piss, and in real life Ferris would be pinned up against the side of a wall while Cameron screams in his face long before he turns into the catalyst for arguably the most laughable, parting of the seas, epiphany ever seen on camera.

However, people keep telling me that Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is a classic. That it’s a film that defined a generation and a comedy that if you want to call yourself a film buff must have been view (and of course, unquestionably loved) hundreds of times. My problem is that it’s just too hyper real. It’s just far too beyond the realms of believability and stupidity. I hate the main character, I hate everything he does and stands for. I am afraid that this movie and I will not and never can be, friends.

Also, it now looks it’s age. It’s scary to think it’s now 28 years old, and so has age to wear, but it just means that everything about it: it’s humour, it’s fashion, it’s ideas at comedy, just scream 1980s. It no longer fits the world we live in.

This means that I just find Ferris Bueller’s Day Off sadly nothing more than an antique. It’s the analogue cassette in our digital blu-ray world. I am fully aware that because of its unjustified cult status people don’t like to hear a bad word against it and I my views will set me firmly in the minority, but I’m sorry, in 2014 I find it about as tolerable and socially acceptable as the phrase “too cool for school”. I’m almost reaching the point where by I want to group people who still like Ferris Bueller’s Day off into two categories: those living in a backwards word who haven’t recently seen it and are therefore, thus living off past memories, and sadly, those people who still think writing 58008 on a calculator is funny.

Sadly, like Matthew Broderick’s career – which supposedly was made by this film – but I struggle to bring to memory anything else of real note he did, Ferris Bueller hasn’t aged well and mostly like has been forced to repeat the year, over and over and over again.

6 out of 10 stars (6 / 10)

Posted on by 5WC in Film First Edition

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