This weekend I rewatched STAND BY ME. It was one of my favorite movies as a kid. My best friend at the time, Chase, and I were maybe 9. We watched it over and over again. My favorite scene was always the scene where Wil Wheaton's character tells the story of Lardass and the puke-o-rama. It was one of the earliest times I can remember thinking I wanted to be a writer.
Recently, I've been watching a lot of my old childhood faves. Spaceballs, Running Man, Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. I've been disappointed with how poorly most have held up. STII is still the best of all the Star Trek films, but the overacting and bad costuming are groan-worthy now. I was surprised by how well Stand By Me held up over the years. In fact, I think if the film had been made today, it would have looked very similar.
The best books are the same way. They're timeless. They're not flash-in-the-pan with the coolest slang or loads of pop culture references. They're the kind of books that kids in twenty years will pick up and read it in awe, unable to believe that it's twenty years old.
That's it, I suppose. There's a lesson to be learned from Stand By Me. Maybe it's never make fun of someone because they might puke all over you. Maybe it's something else.