Finally saw this film. It had some charming moments and a few chuckles, but for the most part seemed to me to be a mishmash, like every John Hughes film: equal parts slapstick, treacly love story, melodrama, crackpot philosophy, and anti-establishment rant. The little guy wins. Yada yada yada.
The woman hosting the screening said she could watch Ferris over and over. I didn't dislike the the film but once was/is enough for me. I have a suspicion this is one of those films where a sheen of nostalgia is required.
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