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Alive and Watching Movies

I'm alive and well...just still living in a land of silence. And my brain still needs it. So, please do forgive me.

Here's what I can share...In my shut down I've been watching movies!

Last night's choice was Kissing Jessica Stein last. I forgot how much I love that movie.

I want to share a quote by Rilke that is featured in it a couple of times.

"It is not inertia alone that is responsible for human relationships repeating themselves from case to case, indescribably monotonous and unrenewed: it is shyness before any sort of new, unforeseeable experience with which one does not think oneself able to cope. But only someone who is ready for everything, who excludes nothing, not even the most enigmatical will live the relation to another as something alive."
-Rilke

What are your "go to" movies when you need to shut off for a bit?

Mine have always been:
Eternal Sunshine of the Forgotten Mind
Closer
One Fine Day
Bed of Roses
Return to Me

This month I've been watching:
Someone Like you
You've got Mail
Kissing Jessica Stein

Comments

Anonymous said…
Rilke also stated "The only journey is the one within."
cp said…
Oh man, it depends on how I want to shut off for a bit. Usually I go for non-thinking comedies like Wayne's World or Ghostbusters. Garden State, even though people think it is lame, is one that always tugs at my thoughts.

But my "go to" movies are definitely Amelie, Almost Famous, 10 Things I Hate About You, and Singin' In The Rain. I can never get sick of those.

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