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Inspiration

I don't know if this is something that everyone does or not, but I have a stack of movies that I go to when I need inspiration. I guess they might be among my favorite movies, but it's more than that. These movies are the one's that give me something that I need at the time whether it be hope, joy, courage, or inspiration. Each one touches me in a different way. These are the movies that I will likely watch at least once a year and in some cases many times in a year. Do you have a movie or movies that do the same for you? Maybe it's a romance that reminds you that love is real and possible, or an action that pumps you up and makes you feel like you can do anything.

Here's my list!

1) The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
2) Pride and Prejudice
3) The Sound of Music
4) Sister Act 1 and 2
5) Gone with the Wind
6) Yentl
7) Bruce Almighty
8) The Phantom of the Opera
9) Up
10) Tangled (new to the list)

There are probably a lot more, but I can't think of them off the top of my head.

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  1. CatnipJanuary 2, 2011 at 10:16 PM

    The Original Star Wars Trilogy is definitely on my list. To me there is no other movie/series that inspires me more. (Hate the prequels though).

    I don't watch many movies these days, but The Three Musketeers used to be one of these kind of movies for me, along with Thumbulina, Hello Dolly, and White Christmas (still a Christmas tradition). I'm also feeling a craving to watch the new Star Trek movie again, hmmm...

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