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Watch again. And again. And again.

I got sucked in, as usual. There are a handful of movies that, when I pass by them channel-surfing DirecTV, simply grab hold of me and won't let me go. I end up watching the rest of the movie, usually quoting many lines out loud. It's like I'm brainwashed. Hypnotized.

Tonight, I fell victim to Jack and Annie. That is, Keanu and Sandra. Yes, "Speed." It's corny and predictable. But oh so fun.

Here are a few others that I can't escape.

1. The Fugitive: Arguably Harrison's best movie. Certainly Tommy Lee Jones's. Much of the last part of the movie was filmed in the Chicago Hilton, where Tim and I stayed last time we were in town. Yet another reason to watch. In fact, I think they play it on a loop on one of the hotel TV channels. We watched it while we were there.

2. The American President. I love writer Aaron Sorkin. This movie was a precursor to The West Wing. So clever. From "the Dish Room" to the Michael J. Fox bit about spelling "erudite"...some of the best dialogue ever.

3. The Shawshank Redemption: Tim and I watched this movie the night we officially started dating. Not sure I'd call it a date movie, but it was definitely one of my favorites. Careful, or I'll launch into Morgan Freeman-speak.

4. Apollo 13: Tom Hanks, Gary Sinese (Lt. Dan redux?!), Kevin Bacon...fine cinematic moments with a little history thrown in for fun.

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