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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://nerve.com/CS/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>The Screengrab : some kind of wonderful</title><link>http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/some+kind+of+wonderful/default.aspx</link><description>Tags: some kind of wonderful</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 (Build: 20910.1126)</generator><item><title>Geek Love:  The Ten Sexiest Nerds in Cinema, Gen-XX Edition (Part Deux)</title><link>http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/04/17/geek-love-the-10-sexiest-nerds-in-cinema-gen-xx-edition-part-deux.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 20:30:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:86140</guid><dc:creator>Andrew Osborne</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=86140</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/04/17/geek-love-the-10-sexiest-nerds-in-cinema-gen-xx-edition-part-deux.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. MARY STUART MASTERSON&amp;nbsp;AS DANNI IN &lt;em&gt;HEAVEN HELP US&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND WATTS&amp;nbsp;IN &lt;em&gt;SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0XY79jGwls4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0XY79jGwls4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danni in the 1960s-era Catholic school comedy &lt;em&gt;Heaven Help Us&lt;/em&gt; would surely have been too cool for me in the real world, but the tomboy drummer Watts was a perfect fantasy: the groovy gal pal who’s been secretly pining for you all along -- then,&amp;nbsp;when you finally catch wise, she’s dressed in a sleek, Goth-y chauffeur’s uniform. Tellingly, in John Hughes’ gender-flipped version of the same story (&lt;em&gt;Pretty In Pink&lt;/em&gt;), Jon Cryer’s&amp;nbsp;groovy &lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt; pal, Duckie secretly pines for Molly Ringwald’s Andie, but then has to just&amp;nbsp;suck it while she runs off with...yes,&amp;nbsp;another popular hunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;MICHELLE MEYRINK&amp;nbsp;AS&amp;nbsp;JORDAN COCHRAN&amp;nbsp;IN &lt;em&gt;REAL GENIUS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQkf-LmsGZw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQkf-LmsGZw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t have been smart enough for Jordan Cochran’s motor-mouthed, socially awkward “Pacific Tech” brainiac, but it was nice to know cute girls could be hyper, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. THORA BIRCH AS JANE BURNHAM&amp;nbsp;IN &lt;em&gt;AMERICAN BEAUTY&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND ENID&amp;nbsp;IN &lt;em&gt;GHOST WORLD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/unx40mvTpE0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/unx40mvTpE0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d evolved from a hopelessly geeky adolescent to a somewhat less geeky adult by the time Thora Birch became the definitive &lt;em&gt;fin de siècle&lt;/em&gt; geek girl, but her sultry slow-burn cynicism (and surprisingly huge breasts) put the “It” in her misfits. (Scarlett Johnasson in &lt;em&gt;Ghost World&lt;/em&gt;, meanwhile, is one of the hottest screen characters of all time, but ScarJo as a nerdy misfit is about as believable as &lt;a class="" href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0143145/"&gt;Denise Richards as a nuclear physicist&lt;/a&gt;.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. CARRIE FISHER AS PRINCESS LEIA IN &lt;em&gt;RETURN OF THE JEDI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uR53iuFKx14&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iconic, the unforgettable, the indisputable chain mail bikini. Even my &lt;em&gt;gay&lt;/em&gt; nerd friends wanted a piece o’ that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. ALYSON HANNIGAN AS MICHELLE FLAHERTY&amp;nbsp;IN &lt;em&gt;AMERICAN PIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOGCrhW5Mbg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOGCrhW5Mbg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goofy, accessible, redhead nymphomaniac played by the actress who played the lesbian witch (and the &lt;em&gt;evil vampire&lt;/em&gt; lesbian witch) on &lt;em&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/em&gt;? My friends, we have a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that we&amp;#39;ve got you all lathered up in a hot geek frenzy, we&amp;#39;d love to know the nerds that steam up YOUR Coke-bottle glasses...and stay tuned for next week&amp;#39;s list of Top Ten Brainy &lt;em&gt;BOYS&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Click &lt;a class="" href="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/04/17/geek-love-the-ten-sexiest-nerds-in-cinema-gen-xx-edition-part-one.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for Part 1!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=86140" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/some+kind+of+wonderful/default.aspx">some kind of wonderful</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/pretty+in+pink/default.aspx">pretty in pink</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/molly+ringwald/default.aspx">molly ringwald</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Nerds/default.aspx">Nerds</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/buffy+the+vampire+slayer/default.aspx">buffy the vampire slayer</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/scarlett+johansson/default.aspx">scarlett johansson</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/sex/default.aspx">sex</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/ghost+world/default.aspx">ghost world</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/return+of+the+jedi/default.aspx">return of the jedi</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/american+beauty/default.aspx">american beauty</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/american+pie/default.aspx">american pie</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/john+hughes/default.aspx">john hughes</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/carrie+fisher/default.aspx">carrie fisher</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Real+Genius/default.aspx">Real Genius</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Thora+Birch/default.aspx">Thora Birch</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Princess+Leia/default.aspx">Princess Leia</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Michelle+Meyrink/default.aspx">Michelle Meyrink</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Denise+Richards/default.aspx">Denise Richards</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Mary+Stuart+Masterson/default.aspx">Mary Stuart Masterson</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Jon+Cryer/default.aspx">Jon Cryer</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Alyson+Hannigan/default.aspx">Alyson Hannigan</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Andrew+Osborne/default.aspx">Andrew Osborne</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/geeks/default.aspx">geeks</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Willow/default.aspx">Willow</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Duckie/default.aspx">Duckie</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Goth/default.aspx">Goth</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/heaven+help+us/default.aspx">heaven help us</category></item><item><title>The Devil Wears Izod: The Ten Greatest Preppy Villains</title><link>http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2007/11/01/preppy-villains.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 20:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:49202</guid><dc:creator>sometripe</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=49202</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2007/11/01/preppy-villains.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;There&amp;#39;s something about pleated khakis and navy-blue blazers that gives us chills. Clearly we&amp;#39;re not alone — the preppy villain has been a staple of Hollywood&amp;#39;s light fare for decades. You can spot him (and it is always a &amp;quot;him&amp;quot; — girls like the Heathers were the same genus, different species) by his ascot and asymetrically parted hair, or perhaps the pink Lacoste sweater tied loosely across his shoulders. Sometimes he wears only tennis shorts, a polo shirt and a sneer. He had a big hand in popularizing feathered hair — that&amp;#39;s how evil he is. The preppy villain hit his stride during the Reagan years (60% of our featured preppy villains are of the &amp;#39;80s), but he still pops up now and again, a magnet for our disgust so there&amp;#39;s nothing left but love for the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Vice-Principal Gills, &lt;i&gt;Summer School&lt;/i&gt; (1987)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30sYk9B4OqU&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="140" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/9.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; Somehow, Scott Howard was only briefly fazed by the whole being-part-wolf thing. Yet Mick, his arch-nemesis and star of the rival high school&amp;#39;s basketball team, threw his life into complete disarray. Mick could usually be found coordinating his denim-on-denim ensembles and inappropriately groping his girlfriend. When he wasn&amp;#39;t playing point guard for the Dragons, he enjoyed creating clever quips about Scott, like &amp;quot;Hope your acting&amp;#39;s better than your hook shot, kid.&amp;quot; — &lt;i&gt;LN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Zachary &amp;quot;Sack&amp;quot; Lodge, &lt;i&gt;Wedding Crashers&lt;/i&gt; (2005)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7maf2xP1Rdg&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="173" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/8.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; Sure, Bradley Cooper&amp;#39;s portrayal of Rachel McAdams&amp;#39; fiancé is over-the-top. But what do you expect from a plot in which McAdams&amp;#39; mother makes Owen Wilson feel her up and her sister jacks off Vince Vaughn under the dining room table? This is not a subtle movie, nor is Sack a subtle villain. He&amp;#39;s designed to be the character you automatically hate, in direct contrast to Owen Wilson&amp;#39;s laid-back butterscotch stallion and Vince Vaughn&amp;#39;s affable teddy bear. He hunts quail with a vengeance, kisses senator ass, takes a game of touch football to death-match levels and wears the perfect rugby-shirt-and-Abercrombie ensemble for each occasion. His shining moment takes place at McAdam&amp;#39;s sister&amp;#39;s wedding to Vaughn, where the Sack tells Christopher Walken he &amp;quot;don&amp;#39;t know shit&amp;quot; and orders McAdams to &amp;quot;get your fucking ass on that altar right now.&amp;quot; We all cheer when Vaughn knocks him out. Nobody can disrespect Walken. — &lt;i&gt;Nicole Ankowski&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Patrick Bateman, &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt; (2000)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HB6R56IoMYk&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="167" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/7.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; I&amp;#39;d always imagined Christian Bale smelled of high-end grooming products like Kiehl&amp;#39;s Rare-Earth Cleansing Masque, a preppie of the truly classy sort. Then I saw &lt;i&gt;American Psycho&lt;/i&gt;, a Bret Easton Ellis adaptation in which Bale plays a slick Wall Street financier with a penchant for after-hours rape and torture, and Kiehl&amp;#39;s suddenly seemed a bit twee. Still, Bateman has a Newport summer home, a prep-school diploma and a collection of Hugo Boss three-pieces we&amp;#39;d like to get our hands on. If he didn&amp;#39;t insist on disemboweling people, we&amp;#39;d be in love. — &lt;i&gt;Steph Auteri&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Stan Gable, &lt;i&gt;Revenge of the Nerds&lt;/i&gt; (1984)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yR-D9oSMLBw&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="143" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/6.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; Bright red short-shorts and feathered hair — we could never quite reverse that image of Ted McGinley, even after several years of his role as the girlish Mr. Marcy D&amp;#39;Arcy on &lt;i&gt;Married...With Children&lt;/i&gt;. Nor the image of him tossing freshmen out their dorm windows after his frat house burns down, participating in a tricycle race, or pulling a jockstrap over the head of an Asian student while yelling, &amp;quot;Do you know karate?&amp;quot; Subtle! — &lt;i&gt;Will Doig&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Rand McPherson, &lt;i&gt;PCU&lt;/i&gt; (1994)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZsYnoEM2yVQ&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="181" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/5.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; Before he became the grizzled Dennis Finch on &lt;i&gt;Just Shoot Me&lt;/i&gt;, David Spade played a pitch-perfect prep-frat leader, Rand McPherson, attending the counter-culturally diverse Port Chester University. Lackey to the university president, the sniveling Finch leads a group of Republican minions in a quest to rid the campus of binge-drinking, loud music and all things un-Izod. Obviously, he gets it in the end, locked into a room by Jeremy Piven with a stereo playing &amp;quot;Afternoon Delight&amp;quot; on repeat, though just locked in a room with Jeremy Piven might have been a more effective coup de grace. — &lt;i&gt;SA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. The tennis players, &lt;i&gt;Trading Places&lt;/i&gt; (1983)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia in 1983 was a septic system of crime and filth, so Louis Winthorpe III and his snotty friends played tennis at an upscale private club. Winthorpe&amp;#39;s friends were the kind of old-money preps that almost don&amp;#39;t exist anymore. They spoke with Katharine Hepburn accents and serenaded their female hangers-on with their Ivy League alma-mater song. They owned the kind of white tennis shorts that are now selling on eBay for triple digits. And they &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; didn&amp;#39;t like prostitutes (Jamie Lee Curtis) or poor black people (Eddie Murphy). When Winthorpe loses his money, they drop him faster than you can say forty-love. By the time the second half of the film rolls around they&amp;#39;ve basically disappeared, but you have to assume they got cleaned out in that frozen concentrated orange juice debacle. — &lt;i&gt;WD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Hardy Jenns, &lt;i&gt;Some Kind of Wonderful&lt;/i&gt; (1987)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqce7tvM4ok&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="203" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/3.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; With his popped collar and visible-from-space chin dimple, Hardy (Craig Sheffer) was quintessential &amp;#39;80s prep: rich, philandering, ready to embark on a college career of date rape and a professional career of white-collar embezzlement. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s a total buck,&amp;quot; as one character describes him, and even at twelve, I didn&amp;#39;t understand that. Writer/director John Hughes does have a tendency toward broad stripes, and he painted Hardy with an industrial-size rollerbrush. &amp;quot;You walk out on me, where you gonna go?&amp;quot; he snarls at his beautiful girlfriend, played by Lea Thompson. Into the arms of true love, of course. Enjoy your status car and your receding hairline, buck. — &lt;i&gt;Sarah Hepola&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Johnny Lawrence, &lt;i&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/i&gt; (1984)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="169" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/2.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; I still can&amp;#39;t watch that Halloween party scene, when Ralph Macchio is running for the chicken-wire fence in his crazy shower costume and the skeleton thugs pull him down and kick the stuffing out of him. Johnny Lawrence isn&amp;#39;t even a preppy villain in the fun way. I knew too many of him in high school to be amused. In fact, nine-tenths of the pleasure of watching &lt;i&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/i&gt; is simply seeing Lawrence get that screaming-bird kick to the face. They should put that on a loop and play it repeatedly for unpopular high-school kids with low self-esteem. — &lt;i&gt;WD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Steff, &lt;i&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/i&gt; (1986)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Es9owHBKYQ&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT:10px;PADDING-LEFT:10px;PADDING-BOTTOM:10px;PADDING-TOP:10px;" height="177" src="http://www.nerve.com/filmlounge/features/preppyvillains/images/1.jpg" width="200" align="right" alt="" /&gt; James Spader&amp;#39;s Steff was the ultimate preppy villain during a time when wearing silk dressing gowns at keggers was cool. He spends the entire movie trying to bed Molly Ringwald&amp;#39;s friend Andie while keeping his best friend, pretty-wuss-boy Blane (Andrew McCarthy), from getting into her pants. Despite being fabulously dressed in pastels and shoulder pads, he imbues his character with enough quiet slime that you can understand why Molly recoils every time she sees him. Spader so inhabited the bad boy with the pretty face that it launched his career, and you can still see some Steff in most of his roles today. — &lt;i&gt;NA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=49202" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/top+ten/default.aspx">top ten</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/revenge+of+the+nerds/default.aspx">revenge of the nerds</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/some+kind+of+wonderful/default.aspx">some kind of wonderful</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/american+psycho/default.aspx">american psycho</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/trading+places/default.aspx">trading places</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/james+spader/default.aspx">james spader</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/teen+wolf/default.aspx">teen wolf</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/wedding+crashers/default.aspx">wedding crashers</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/preppy+villains/default.aspx">preppy villains</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/pretty+in+pink/default.aspx">pretty in pink</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+karate+kid/default.aspx">the karate kid</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/summer+school/default.aspx">summer school</category><category domain="http://nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/pcu/default.aspx">pcu</category></item></channel></rss>