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Molly Ringwald goes to the head of the teen class with Pretty in Pink, but she'd rather play grown-up
People Weekly, March 24, 1986
Written by David Hutchings
Photos by David Strick
She's Princess Molly now. Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club were potent
warm-ups. But Pretty in Pink, which has grossed a smash $12.4 million in just
10 days, cinches the title. "She's a real star," proclaimed the Washington Post.
If you have doubts, check out the audience. Many of the girls (one critic
calls them "the Ringlets") mimic her looks and dress. In school lunchrooms,
boys drool into their chocolate milk at the sight of her pouty bee-stung lips.
She just turned 18, but Molly Ringwald has a new contract with United Artists
that allows her to develop and virtually control her own projects.
Watching Ringwald in actions shows why she's way ahead of the Brat Pack. Molly
filmed Pretty in Pink in L.A. last summer. What follows is a field report:
The location is a Hancock Park high school, and the halls are crammed and sticky
hot. Fans are placed throughout the building to cool the young bodies assembled
to tell the age-old tale of a poor girl (Ringwald) who likes an equally-poor
nerd (Jon Cryer) but loves a rich preppie (Andrew McCarthy) she hopes will ask
her to the prom. While her older co-stars (Cryer is 20, McCarthy, 23) kibbitz
with the crew, Molly hides out in the air-conditioned trailer she shares with
her mother Adele and tutor Irene Brafstein. Grown fresh on a steady diet of
media attention, Ringwald knows how to sass a visitor expecting the usual gush
of teen pap. "Do you want to know my dream man, my favorite colors or what I
read on the john?" she asks. Molly, a senior at L.A.'s Lycée Française, laughs,
but being taken so often for the airhead she's not has left her wary. "I really
have a temper," she warns. "I'm a big door slammer, and I hang up the phone
a lot."
Called to the set, Ringwald huddles with debuting director Howard Deutch, 25.
She's not shy about giving opinions. Molly hated the ending that had her going
off with the nerd, so they reshot it her way. "Molly is taking a much greater
stand," admits her mentor, John Hughes, who wrote and directed Sixteen Candles
and The Breakfast Club. Hughes, 36, speaks of the "snotty attitude" of some of
the Brat Packers he's directed. "But Molly -- never," Hughes claims. "She not
one of a clump. Good work is what matters to her."
Set etiquette with Princess Molly is strictly observed. "Sometimes I catch
her wrong and we don't hit it off," says Cryer. "Molly keeps her distance
and sort of lets you come to her. She's very no-nonsense." McCarthy, whom
Ringwald admired above all others in the teen hit St. Elmo's Fire, likes it
that way. "She doesn't lie on the screen or off," he says. "It's her biggest
asset."
Right now, though, Ringwald is losing her cool. Preparation for a clinch scene
with Andrew has her fretting. "The kissing's okay," she allows, "but I can't
believe the script. The notes say, 'She doesn't kiss for sport. Her kiss is
sex. The kiss drains all the boy out of him.' Now how can anybody do that?"
She can practice on her real boyfriend, Dweezil Zappa, 16, who has a bit part in the film. Dweezil has been dating Molly since last April, when his sister,
Moon Unit, 18, made the intros. The two write songs Molly calls "the worst,"
yet one suspects the son of Frank Zappa comes up with some inventive chords.
And Molly, daughter of blind jazz musician Bob Ringwald, has been singing professionally
with her dad's band since she was 4. Molly says she's wild about Dweezil
because "I respect him and he's really gorgeous." But even Dweezil knows her
temper. "It really gets him," she admits. "He doesn't like to go to sleep
unless everything is, like, fine. The really worst thing I ever did, the
coldest, was to hang up on him and unplug the phone."
Caught momentarily acting her age, Ringwald retreats to her more adult pose as a
budding movie magnate. More mature and challenging roles are beckong. With
Ringwald specifically in mind, her pal Warren Beatty bought the rights to the
tragic story of Edie Sedgwick, the Andy Warhol groupie who OD'd in 1971, at
28. "I used to be too young for the role but I'm getting closer," she says.
With her mother and tutor in tow, Ringwald leaves the Pretty in Pink set like
a teen pricess heading for the job of queen. Competing for grown-up roles is
a challenge she's eager to face. After all, Molly says proudly, "I'm older now."
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