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By Bret McCabe | Posted 8/6/2008

Humphrey Bogart has what every romantically inclined adult male will, at one time, pine for in this 1942 movie from director Michael Curtiz: a shady past that enables him to pledge allegiance to nobody but himself, a bar/casino in the no man's land of Morocco during WWII, and a place in the heart of Ingrid Bergman. Bogart sports a tux or suit 24-7 as Rick, the gin-joint proprietor in the titular city who, by pure happenstance, runs into an old flame (Bergman), who is trying to escape the country with her French Resistance husband (Paul Henreid). Throw in a nefarious German officer (Conrad Veidt), some dodgy underworld characters, the greatest possibly German collaborating and poor corrupt French officials in movie history, a sincerely rousing rendition of "La Marseillaise," and the unstoppable trifecta of character actors in Sydney Greenstreet, Peter Lorre, and Claude Rains, and you get one of the most classic WWII movies ever--even before the illustrious Bogart-Bergman ill-fated romance. Round up the usual suspects.

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