Dudes, have you noticed we’re in the NINETIES? Just a few movies left to find inspiration in! Woohoo!
Red: [narrating] I must admit I didn’t think much of Andy first time I laid eyes on him; looked like a stiff breeze would blow him over. That was my first impression of the man.
This movie has the power to make me so, so sad. And yet by the end I’m happy again. This story about two prisoners who become best friends and persevere through hardships and setbacks is full of inspiration. But to be a prisoner who whittles away at a tunnel for decades, making the most calm and calculated moves toward his ultimate goal. Now that is inspiring. If only I could apply the same dedication toward my credit cards.
Private Reiben: You want to explain the math of this to me? I mean, where’s the sense in risking the lives of the eight of us to save one guy?
Captain Miller: Anyone wanna answer that?
Medic Wade: Reiben, think about the poor bastard’s mother.
Private Reiben: Hey, Doc, I got a mother, you got a mother, the sarge has got a mother. I’m willing to bet that even the Captain’s got a mother. Well, maybe not the Captain, but the rest of us have got mothers.
I can’t watch this movie. I have watched this movie, but I can’t watch it again. The first 27 minutes are too intense. The realistic portrayal of war, the fact that all those soldiers stormed Omaha Beach in what amounted to a near suicide mission, the fact that they did it anyway to serve their country and stop the Nazis … well, it’s inspiring to have that sense of purpose, is it not? Inspiring to believe in something so strongly (whether it be believing in duty or believing in the reason for fighting) that you are willing to die for it.
