I love old movies. I think it's the combination of craft, class, and a bit of hokiness that sucks me in everytime. One of my favorites is the classic Casablanca. iPodite's main squeeze, Spike the Cheekywawa has agreed to stand in for Bogey.
Spike has that Miami Vice 5 o'clock shadow and a blend of strength and softness while still being all masculine. (Well, mostly masculine. We won't talk about the "snip snip" in deference to this being a family friendly site.) He's also a very accomplished Humphrey Bogart impersonator.
Oh, I would be remiss if I failed to mention that Principessa's cat Chester will be the off screen voice of Captain Renault.
"Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine."
"Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Laszlo, or were there others in between? Or ... aren't you the kind that tells?"
Captain Renault: "What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?"
Rick: "My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters."
Captain Renault "The waters? What waters? We're in the desert!"
Rick: "I was misinformed."
"Play it again, Sam."
"Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
"Here's looking at you, kid."