As a classic movie, there’s been a ton written about Casablanca, 1942, starring Humphrey Bogart, Ingrid Bergman, and Paul Henreid. So I’m not gonna write my own essay on it or whatever.
Instead, what does it mean to me?
To me Casablanca is really about the impossibility of hiding forever. You can’t hide from your past, you can’t stay out of life forever, you can’t be neutral. Eventually, you have to make a choice. You have to choose, and with choice comes sacrifice.
As someone who has moved around plenty, it’s interesting for me to think this way. Even when Rick is at his most hidden, his most neutral, his bar and his actions are still biased. It’s like he always knew he’d come out eventually, but was only waiting for the right catalyst.
Always a classic romance.