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Vincent Ebrahim | ... |
Driver in Desert
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Xavier De Guillebon | ... |
Claude
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Camille Cottin | ... |
Monique
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Michael McKell | ... |
German Officer at Anfa Café
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Vincent Latorre | ... |
Vincent
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August Diehl | ... |
Hobar
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Fleur Poad | ... |
Hobar's Secretary
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Miryam Hayward | ... |
Moroccan Girl
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Iselle Rifat | ... |
Moroccan Girl
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Aysha Kanayo | ... |
Moroccan Girl
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Anton Blake | ... |
German Ambassador
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Daniel Betts | ... |
George Kavanagh
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Sally Messham | ... |
Margaret
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In the middle of World War II, in turbulent 1942, a plane flies over Morocco and drops a Royal Canadian Air Force paratrooper who comes in to land on a drop zone, somewhere in the desert dunes outside Casablanca. Just in time before anyone notices him, the fearless Wing Commander Max Vatan gets in a car and heads to the town with orders to meet Parisian Marianne Beauséjour, a skillful member of the French Resistance. On a mission to assassinate the German Ambassador in Casablanca, the two operatives must convince every one of their true feelings as a married couple, while in the background, they need to make the necessary preparations for the critical soirée. Without delay, after the success of this suicide mission, Max and Marianne flee together to England with plans on marrying and making a family, regardless of the war. Instead, heavy clouds of distrust and suspicion threaten their relationship, when Max receives a call from the Secret Service Division to inform him that his ... Written by Nick Riganas
A movie that seems to belong to another era. CASABLANCA, MRS MINIVER, THE KEY and several other Golden Oldies cast a shadow over this production. I'm a bit late catching up with it. You've probably already seen it - or decided not to, which may be the wiser choice.
If you've seen the trailer you already know the big spoiler. I am not the only viewer to find the dilemma presented to Brad Pitt's Canadian spy hard to swallow, although it does give the movie some much- needed tension after the move from Morocco to London. The ending is poignant, but I didn't for one moment believe in it.
The lack of credibility in the plot is not helped by the shallowness of the two lead performances. Pitt and Marion Cotillard appear to be reading their lines from an auto-cue and, despite some hot sex scenes which belong in a different movie, there is surprisingly little chemistry between them. Robert Zemeckis delivers the level of cinematography and lighting we expect from him, and the CGI in the Blitz scenes is outstanding, but the story is such a clunker. Pitt, once the most beautiful man in the industry, is still handsome in his fifties but he cannot rely on his looks alone to carry him over the hurdles provided by a movie as dated and derivative as this.