Welcome to your last shot at freedom. The Nazis have taken everything you have and you have nowhere left to turn but the independent United States. The only thing in your way, Casablanca. Casablanca is a movie that hails from what some deem as the golden age of film, the 1940's. The film is named after the French Moroccan port city of Casablanca, where the story takes place. The story has a great mix of zany and unique characters coming from all corners of the world to escape the Holocaust of the Second Great War.
Our story focuses around the unlikely hero, Rick Blaine. Rick runs one of the hottest clubs in Casablanca. He loves to drink, smoke and doesn't have time for niceties. He's no knight in shining armour. Rick has but only one friend, Sam the piano man, everyone else is simply part of the scene. Rick sticks his neck out for nobody, and as long as the Nazis leave him and his club alone, he doesn't care what they do. Rick likes where he's at and there's nothing that can ruin what he's got going for him in the constantly changing city of Casablanca. What Rick didn't expect to wash up in Casablanca was his own past.
Casablanca isn't an action or a history movie, but a scandalous love story stuck in the middle of it all. It was just a regular day in Rick's Cafe when a past love comes bundled in with the crowd, Ilsa Lund. Rick and Ilsa were a passionate couple living in Paris. When the Nazis conquered Paris, Rick fled to Casablanca and planned to take Ilsa with him. The day they were to leave, all Rick had to take with him out of France was a goodbye letter and a lifetime of questions. Rick lived out his days in Casablanca haunted by the life he left behind and refusing to ever love again. Things proved to not be as simple as they were back in Paris, the city of love. Ilsa had been hiding secrets, playing games and expected never to see Rick again. Now the two are equally torn as to what emotions they should be feeling.
Casablanca is interesting in that is has the setting and the characters for a classic action or detective film, but it takes what would be a side plot in such a film and makes it the main focus. All around them people are dying, corruption is growing and political scandal is taking place, but what we are tasked to focus on is this simple, insignificant romance.
It's really something of a summer love gone to hell when you awkwardly see that person in the dead of winter. They see eachother in completely unexpected circumstances and see that neither of them are who they thought they were. Both of them slowly and painfully begin to melt back to who they were in Paris, who they were when they were one. They struggle, trying to figure out if they truly love one another, or if it was all just an act, a distraction from the bruises and headaches of daily life. In the end, like any good tragic romance, they accept that they are not together. What they had was torn in half with their parting, and it takes a lot more than just words and little talks to fix something like that, even if that's all it was made out of from the beginning. Nobody wants to have to start all over again when there's the perception of just picking up where you left off, but it's never that simple. Rick and Ilsa were millions of miles apart, and of all the gin joints in all the world fate still brought them together. Sometimes fate just likes to be a prick. Rick knew that what they had in France was all they would ever have, but now that Ilsa had found him once again in Casablanca, it was something he could keep forever. Rick knew that despite the lies, the games and the tainted love, they would always have Paris.
This has been your lord and master, Matheson. Stay classy my heathens.
Our story focuses around the unlikely hero, Rick Blaine. Rick runs one of the hottest clubs in Casablanca. He loves to drink, smoke and doesn't have time for niceties. He's no knight in shining armour. Rick has but only one friend, Sam the piano man, everyone else is simply part of the scene. Rick sticks his neck out for nobody, and as long as the Nazis leave him and his club alone, he doesn't care what they do. Rick likes where he's at and there's nothing that can ruin what he's got going for him in the constantly changing city of Casablanca. What Rick didn't expect to wash up in Casablanca was his own past.
Casablanca isn't an action or a history movie, but a scandalous love story stuck in the middle of it all. It was just a regular day in Rick's Cafe when a past love comes bundled in with the crowd, Ilsa Lund. Rick and Ilsa were a passionate couple living in Paris. When the Nazis conquered Paris, Rick fled to Casablanca and planned to take Ilsa with him. The day they were to leave, all Rick had to take with him out of France was a goodbye letter and a lifetime of questions. Rick lived out his days in Casablanca haunted by the life he left behind and refusing to ever love again. Things proved to not be as simple as they were back in Paris, the city of love. Ilsa had been hiding secrets, playing games and expected never to see Rick again. Now the two are equally torn as to what emotions they should be feeling.
Casablanca is interesting in that is has the setting and the characters for a classic action or detective film, but it takes what would be a side plot in such a film and makes it the main focus. All around them people are dying, corruption is growing and political scandal is taking place, but what we are tasked to focus on is this simple, insignificant romance.
It's really something of a summer love gone to hell when you awkwardly see that person in the dead of winter. They see eachother in completely unexpected circumstances and see that neither of them are who they thought they were. Both of them slowly and painfully begin to melt back to who they were in Paris, who they were when they were one. They struggle, trying to figure out if they truly love one another, or if it was all just an act, a distraction from the bruises and headaches of daily life. In the end, like any good tragic romance, they accept that they are not together. What they had was torn in half with their parting, and it takes a lot more than just words and little talks to fix something like that, even if that's all it was made out of from the beginning. Nobody wants to have to start all over again when there's the perception of just picking up where you left off, but it's never that simple. Rick and Ilsa were millions of miles apart, and of all the gin joints in all the world fate still brought them together. Sometimes fate just likes to be a prick. Rick knew that what they had in France was all they would ever have, but now that Ilsa had found him once again in Casablanca, it was something he could keep forever. Rick knew that despite the lies, the games and the tainted love, they would always have Paris.
This has been your lord and master, Matheson. Stay classy my heathens.