There were only maybe 50 people in the theatre, but everybody was having a great time. But no one more than the stranger sitting to my left, separated by two seats. He was having a helluva time! So much so that I kept looking over at him. So I go back to watching the movie, and this one guy onscreen looks so familiar to me. I turned to my friend and asked, ‘You recognize this guy?’ 'Nope,’ he says. Hmmm….maybe he looks like an old friend or something. Nevermind… Finally, the waterskiing scene hits its climax and we’re practically falling out of our seats. This stranger sitting two seats away was loving it more than anyone. I look over at him again, and then looked at the screen, and then looked at him, and realized it was the same guy. It was Judd Nelson. Judging by his reaction to the movie, I’m guessing this was his first opportunity to see the final cut.
The movie ends, I hit the john and who’s in the urinal next to me, but Judd Nelson again. (This guy must think I’m stalking him or something.) I finish my business, walk out to the lobby and as soon as Judd walks out my buddy says to him, 'Hey, nice job in the movie.’ Nelson thanks us and walks off. (My buddy later pointed out that the coat he was wearing that night was the same coat he wore in 'The Breakfast Club.’) — an ordinary guy sharing his experience of watching “Fandango” in NYC in 1985
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