In a word, timeless...

Rating: Null/10 (2 May 2000)

Let me preface this critique by saying, I am a 25 year old and though an avid movie lover, far more attracted to the movies of the last say 30 years, than before. That school of thought may have to change.
Casablanca tells the story of the Morroccan city during the second world war, specifically during the German occupation of France. While the whole world seemed to be crumbling, the city provided a sanctuary from the madness and doubled as a way-station for refugees leaving one war torn part of the globe trying to make it to America. By every account however, the law in this place was a matter of opinion and could be bent or even broken for the right price.
Traveling papers are like gold. With them, your safety is all but assured, without them, you cannot even leave the city and would most likely die there.
Humphrey Bogart plays the ever so suave and cynical, Rick Blain, the connected proprietor of Ricks Cafe, arguable the best club in town. The story develops into a love triangle that involves a French leader in the resistance movie as well as someone from Rick's clandestine past.

Filled with romantic scenes, pride and nationalism, wit, and intrigue, I must say that I was more than surprised to see how this movie affected me.

Truly deserving of its Oscars and one of the best films to ever grace the silver screen.