In the wake of one-too-many remakes, some of us here at Cinematical are feeling a little hurt, a little wounded, a little afraid. We're feeling like a little drastic, overly-protective cinephiliac action may soon be required. So we've put together a list of films, the remaking of which will activate a mass Cinematical suicide pact - or, at the very least, a mass Cinematical drinking-like-Hemingway-for-a-day-or-two pact. Well, okay, probably not even that - but we would get a little miffed. Read on for a defense.
What's fun about revisiting a film like Casablanca, is that (if you haven't seen it in a long while) you get to see it again as if new, but with that hint of familiarity that makes meeting up with an old friend so satisfying and yet so plagued with curiosity: what have they been up to?
Well, Ingrid Bergman is busy flapping her eyelashes over those smoky eyes of hers. She may be known for her "pure" persona—that of the Hollywood golden girl, but some of best performances came out of playing tragic figures, for instance, Casablanca's Lady of Hard Knocks, Ilsa. Considering Berman's mother died when she was 3, her father at 12, and her aunt (to whom she was passed off) a mere three months later, the poor girl didn't need any method acting: tragedy was built in.