
“Here's laughing at you, kid.”
A neurotic film critic obsessed with the movie Casablanca (1942) attempts to get over his wife leaving him by dating again with the help of a married couple and his illusory idol, Humphrey Bogart.
A charmingly neurotic dive into romantic longing, this film feels like a witty, self-aware daydream. It's a cozy, meta-commentary on love and cinema, perfect for a thoughtful, romantic evening.














