Casablanca

This movie has been conquering the definition of a classic since the day of its release and I totally get the appeal. the esthetics are quite the landscape: even though it was shot in studios (as far as I am aware - if we take the political state of the world at that time then yes I'm sure), you can totally sense the glamour that emanates from the richard's saloon and the dynamics between each counterparts are really fun to witness to. we don't see much of other places (and we will collectively forget about the Paris decors-) but it's perfect considering the importance of that place to the story and to the characters' hearts. the lighting is so controlled too and with such precision (adding that velvety texture to the frames) that you can't even complain about it, which I love. I think I'll never stop talking about the performances of Bogart and Bergman in this movie: Humphrey must arbor the saddest longing eyes I've seen and his face was the greatest canvas his role could demand for. On the other part, Ingrid is such a delight for the eyes (thanks again to the wonderful work done with the lighting) throughout the entire time and is great at carrying complex and contradicting emotions with such a grace you can only fall for her too.Their alchemy during the total length of the movie was totally off the charts and I was totally here for it; they made it seem real. I can not finish this review (well, long yapping-) without talking about the dialogues and the music: the exchange between the characters felt airy and well-mesured while the comedic timing was always on point (feels so nice watching a whole conversation unfold itself in a satisfactorily manner). the music never dissapointed too thanks to Steiner's meticulous work so we just have to thank him for care (also thanks for keeping as time goes by in the movie, wouldn't be the same without it). thank you, michael curtiz. you'd had clearly outdone yourself ont that one.