Refuge

Rating: Null/10 (24 September 2009)

It is not my favorite film. But, it remains a piece of a strange dream. Ash of a time, age or impression. Circle of a lost picture. "Casablanca" is a Rubik cube. The final image is always illusion. Fruit of a cloudy afternoon or a broken friendship, heavy memories or only a indigestion. Color of bovaric touch and few tears. A love story with aristocratic perfume. Bogard, Bergman, a warm music and some popcorn. And than a pink sleep. The life is beautiful. The medicine is strong. And wars - shadows of a dead period. After the years, again, the return. Same place, same taste, same rain and smoke. Same Paris and decision. Never Casablanca is fiction. A refuge is more strong that every brick of real life.