Cameron's House from Ferris Bueller's Day Off For Sale
Oh, if I only had a spare $1.65 million then I could sing, "When Cameron was in Egypt's land ... Let my Cameron go."
When I saw that the house where the climactic scene from Ferris Bueller's Day Off took place was for sale, I was surprised that it was only listed for $1.65 million. I mean, this was where Cameron freaks out and kicks the shit out of his father's Ferrari, shedding years of emotional baggage. On top of that, it's a pretty cool house in the modernist vein of mid-twentieth century architecture. Designed by A. James Speyer and David Haid and built in 1953, the glass-encased abode resides in Highland Park, Illinois [http://maps.google.com/maps?q=370+Beech+St.,+highland+park&ie=UTF8&hq=&hnear=370+Beech+St,+Highland+Park,+Lake,+Illinois+60035&gl=us&z=16], about 25 miles north of Chicago. The property contains two buildings actually, with a four bedroom 5300 square foot main house and an adjoining garage/showroom. The showroom is of course where Cameron's father stored his prized possession, a 1961 Ferrari GT California. He never drives it. He just rubs it with a diaper.
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I might have watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off more times than any other film. It came out when I was only 8 years old, but the antics of Matthew Broderick and Alan Ruck as Ferris and Cameron evading Mr. Rooney and thumbing their nose at authority shaped how I think about the world, or at least high school principals. Whenever I convinced my mother that I was too sick to attend school by faking a stomach cramp and licking my palms, I had Ferris's guidelines to thank. Sure, it was childish and stupid, but then again, so is high school.
Owning a piece of cinema history like this would be awesome. I would probably just annoy everyone by quoting the movie all day long, but in this case it would be justified. Do you know what my diastolic is?!
If you are a richer man than I and wouldn't mind relocating to a suburb of Chicago, check out the listing here [http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/370-Beech-Street_Highland-Park_IL_60035_M75005-48869] to buy this piece of shit house. Relax, I don't even have a piece of shit. I have to envy yours.
Source: Huffington Post [http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/01/03/home-from-the-classic-mov_n_803856.html#s218583]
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Oh, if I only had a spare $1.65 million then I could sing, "When Cameron was in Egypt's land ... Let my Cameron go."
When I saw that the house where the climactic scene from Ferris Bueller's Day Off took place was for sale, I was surprised that it was only listed for $1.65 million. I mean, this was where Cameron freaks out and kicks the shit out of his father's Ferrari, shedding years of emotional baggage. On top of that, it's a pretty cool house in the modernist vein of mid-twentieth century architecture. Designed by A. James Speyer and David Haid and built in 1953, the glass-encased abode resides in Highland Park, Illinois [http://maps.google.com/maps?q=370+Beech+St.,+highland+park&ie=UTF8&hq=&hnear=370+Beech+St,+Highland+Park,+Lake,+Illinois+60035&gl=us&z=16], about 25 miles north of Chicago. The property contains two buildings actually, with a four bedroom 5300 square foot main house and an adjoining garage/showroom. The showroom is of course where Cameron's father stored his prized possession, a 1961 Ferrari GT California. He never drives it. He just rubs it with a diaper.
[gallery=76]
I might have watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off more times than any other film. It came out when I was only 8 years old, but the antics of Matthew Broderick and Alan Ruck as Ferris and Cameron evading Mr. Rooney and thumbing their nose at authority shaped how I think about the world, or at least high school principals. Whenever I convinced my mother that I was too sick to attend school by faking a stomach cramp and licking my palms, I had Ferris's guidelines to thank. Sure, it was childish and stupid, but then again, so is high school.
Owning a piece of cinema history like this would be awesome. I would probably just annoy everyone by quoting the movie all day long, but in this case it would be justified. Do you know what my diastolic is?!
If you are a richer man than I and wouldn't mind relocating to a suburb of Chicago, check out the listing here [http://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/370-Beech-Street_Highland-Park_IL_60035_M75005-48869] to buy this piece of shit house. Relax, I don't even have a piece of shit. I have to envy yours.
Source: Huffington Post [http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/01/03/home-from-the-classic-mov_n_803856.html#s218583]
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