Casablanca (1942)

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Casablanca (1942) – M. Curtiz

Yes, the Bogart and Bergman classic (this time watched with Roger Ebert’s commentary track – he’s a natural and engaging narrator). For me, this film has always been about existentialism and not necessarily about true romance (as it is typically advertised). After all, Bogart comes to realize that he must take responsibility for his actions (to make choices that represent good rather than bad faith) and this means sacrificing his selfish impulses (to reclaim his relationship with Bergman and/or to remain a detached drunkard) for the sake of a higher moral principle (to stop the Nazi’s, protect freedom, etc.). So, this is a tale of Bogie’s growing existential angst when he is finally confronted with his own bad faith. True, it makes excellent use of those bittersweet emotions associated with nostalgia, regret, loss – and yes, the hazy woozy feeling of being in love – and the film would not be the same without this affective infusion (aided tremendously by the strains of “As Time Goes By”). I’d also make a case for the importance of Claude Rains and his witty cynical sarcasm – he too realizes that the time for self-indulgence is over and his reversal at the end (though strongly foreshadowed) makes the film that much more satisfying. Director Michael Curtiz keeps everything moving and the supporting cast of character actors is as good as any assembled. I don’t need to tell you this. Always worth your time.