Back in the ’80s, Andrew McCarthy was a member of the Brat Pack because he starred in Pretty In Pink and St. Elmo’s Fire. Those were just two of the many films he made in that decade that we are still talking about.
In those movies, the unlikely sex symbol had a lot of kissing scenes. Something he didn’t always feel comfortable with, something he details in his memoir Brat: An ’80s Story that is out now.
In order to convince us to read his book (like we need convincing), he has been reading excerpts from the book about his life on Facebook. Over the weekend, he narrated what happened during his sex scene with Ally Sheedy in St. Elmo’s Fire.
At that moment, McCarthy finally confesses his love for Sheedy, and director Joel Schumaker wanted it done a certain way. “Joel instructed us to make love in ferocious passion on the coffin that served as a coffee table in the living area on the set,” McCarthy read. The two actors thought they were giving him what he wanted, but it was not enough. That caused the director to yell at them, “MORE F*CKING!”
Before Andrew McCarthy was in love with a Mannequin at the department store he worked at, he was a Pepsi employee who was in love with Elisabeth Shue, who worked at Burger King. How sweet was the 20-year-old in that 1983 commercial?
Andrew McCarthy has a new memoir out called Brat: An ’80s Story. In the autobiography, he talks about his time in the ’80s when he was a member of the Brat Pack. Therefore, there are a lot of backstories about the films he made, like Class, St. Elmo’s Fire, Weekend at Bernie’s, and Pretty In Pink. It was the last movie that made us fall in love with him.
Today, when he was on The Talk, he talked about how that almost didn’t happen. When he auditioned for the role, John Hughes was looking for an athletic type to play Blane. Therefore, he was unimpressed by the actor.
While the legendary voice of teens was not interested, Molly Ringwald was. She told Hughes, “That’s the guy,” because “he is dreamy, he is poetic.”
Thankfully for all of us, Hughes listened to his red-headed muse. She was right. It was his preppiness that won us over. I don’t think a football player would have had the same effect. I mean, what teenage girl didn’t fall in love with McCarthy, James Spader, and Jon Cryer after watching this coming of age film?
On the latter person, I do wish Hughes didn’t listen to Ringwald when she told him that Andy should wind up Blane over Duckie because of his lip size. As much as I liked Blane, I was rooting for the nerd to get his girl. However, if I was Andy, I would have gone for all three men because there was no way I could have picked just one.
Anyways back to McCarthy, pick up his book now to learn more stories like this one. I can’t wait to read what he says about Mannequin. That movie still holds up. Actually, all of his films from the era do. I don’t care what his kids say about them.
Back in 1987, Andrew McCarthy fell in love with a Mannequin, who only came to life for him. Now, almost 35 years later, he still gets emotional when he sees one.
If it is a female one, it gets his heart beating really fast. However, if they are broken up and in a million pieces, it breaks his heart. How romantic that a movie he starred in touched him as much as it did.
I just hope he doesn’t have the same reaction when he sees a dead person being carried around like they are still alive.
I guess you can say in the ’80s; he was typecast as someone who works well with stiffs, Molly Ringwald in Pretty In Pink, Kim Cattrall in Mannequin, and Terry Kiser in Weekend at Bernie’s. Sorry, Molly, I had to go there.
BTW McCarthy has a memoir out now called Brat: An ’80s Story detailing his experience on all of those movies and so much more.
