It'll be so real, you'll want to reach out the touch Jesus' stigmata. Posthumous John Hughes movie makes the rounds; Miss America's still homeless but Miss USA's safe; Hurt Locker's banned director gives speech. Your daily update on show business.

Well, folks, there you have it! The 82nd Annual Academy awards are history, and what a night it was. Inside, your Oscars wrap-up: video and pictures of the moments everyone will be talking about tomorrow, and a complete winners list.

Since most of us have some time off today, we're offering you some of our favorite Thanksgiving-related movies to watch instantly on Netflix. First up is the 1991 John Hughes movie, Dutch.

The Summer of Death (Michael Jackson, John Hughes, Farah Fawcett) has triggered uncontrolled 1980s cultural recycling: ABC is developing an hour-long dramedy based on St. Elmo's Fire. Topher Grace is attached. Nostalgia will be the death of us all. [Reuters]

We all know that John Hughes died a week ago on the street in Manhattan, but just exactly where did it happen?

Molly Ringwald has an op-ed in today's Times reflecting on the impact John Hughes had on her life. Among the revelations: neither she nor Anthony Michael Hall had spoken to him in 20 years, and he loved making mixtapes. [NYTimes]

John Hughes has already gotten a film deal for some young filmmakers, so maybe some added attention can sell the famous contemporary abode from Ferris Bueller's Day Off, which has been on the market since May.

The John Hughes remembrances keep rolling in! Tonight the Wall Street Journal's Speakeasy blog brings us the story of the guy who lived in the house next door to Molly Ringwald's house in Sixteen Candles. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous.

Recently-departed filmmaker John Hughes was known for making insightful but fantastical movies about teens. His death was an unexpected boon for a group of young filmmakers wrapping up a documentary about him. It's like his ghost sewed their prom dress!

Someone sent along this side-by-side of Kurt Andersen and John Hughes, two men whose sensibilities came to define the late '80s and early '90s, for better and for worse. Where have we seen this bit before?

Richard Rushfield is still on vacation before joining Gawker, but he couldn't resist weighing in with another dispatch, involving dearly-departed director John Hughes, an LA-area deli, and some serious trash talk.

This is probably the best remembrance of John Hughes you could ever possibly read.

John Hughes, director of generation-defining class conscious teen comedies, is dead of a heart attack, at age 59.

Designer Doo-Ri Chung turns 36 today. Matt Dillon is 45. Yoko Ono is celebrating her 76th. John Travolta is turning 55. Magazine icon Helen Gurley Brown is 87. Writer Toni Morrison is 78. Molly Ringwald turns 41. Breakfast Club director John Hughes is 59. Singer Regina Spektor turns 29. Dr. Dre is 44. Cybill Shepherd is 59. Hedge fund manager Mark Kingdon is 60. Film director Milos Forman is turning 77. And Wheel of Fortune's very own Vanna White is 52 today.

· Was The Dark Knight, well, too dark for you? If so, then try this faithful recreation of the film's trailer — starring an adorable cast of child actors — on for size. [Wizard Universe via AOTS] · You've been RickRolled, you've been ShaniceRolled, but have you ever been BarackRolled? [Videogum] · "The new stoner is a successful career man. In a time of T.J. Mackey, The Game, and John Edwards, the successful stoner is one who can captivate women purely by making them comfortable, a functioning part of the capitalist dystopia in which we now reside." [This Recording] · The next time you need to call a taxi to get your drunk ass home safe and sound, expect it to cost about 10% more. It'll be worth it. [LAist] · "I wrote the first sentence-'If Dad hadn't shot Walt Disney in the leg, it would have been our best vacation ever!'-and the rest was automatic." - John Hughes, on writing Vacation '58, the story that would one day become National Lampoon's Vacation [Zoetrope via Alex Blagg]

After receiving a lawyerly talking to and even getting within one very, very close degree of separation from our target yesterday in the John Hughes Q&A Challenge, we're convinced that A) John Hughes knows about our quest for answers, and B) he has absolutely no intention of or interest in playing ball. While our feelings are slightly tweaked by Mr. Hughes' unwavering rejection, we can't take it too personally. After all, if one of the last experiences you had with the press — recently unearthed from the Spy Magazine archives by Jeffrey Wells — labeled you as an "impossible" and "capricious bully" who was responsible for "childlike rampages through [Hollywood's] playpen," then perhaps you would refuse even the most innocent of media inquiries as well:

Sometimes, two seemingly mismatched things from disparate backgrounds and decades can come together in unlikely harmony. Just tap Catherine Zeta-Jones on the shoulder the next time you spot her sucking face with Michael Douglas and ask her. Or, alternately, you can watch the video above:

We're thrilled with the reaction so far to Defamer's John Hughes Q&A Challenge — or make that 99% thrilled, anyway, with a great outpouring of interest around the Web, some fabulous inquiries for our Reclusive Director Du Jour ("Was writing Weird Science the best two days of your life?") and, alas, a polite but firm response from his representative.

Picking up on director John Hughes where our recent appreciations, laments and inquiries left off, Patrick Goldstein today has a more sweeping survey of the prolific filmmaker-turned-Great Lakes recluse. Of course we all know he's missed, as Goldstein's sources avowedly confirm (and despite his pseudonymous, decades-old contributions to Drillbit Taylor). But with little apparent likelihood for the director to return to work, we at Defamer are compelled to take matters into our own hands with our ambitious John Hughes Q&A Challenge. Allow us to explain after the jump.

Here's a feature about how this poster for American Teen, a documentary about five Indiana high school kids, "isn't just just clever marketing." The image is a cute homage to John Hughes' perennial favorite The Breakfast Club, and American Teen "examines a brain, a beauty, a jock, a rebel and a recluse, but then delves deeper, revealing these real kids to be far more than superficial stereotypes." But the part that I care about is that it's been done before.