Without a doubt, an incredible poster. But, while i appreciate the art and would want to buy it if i were say.. Ivanka Trump to me this is not so good, her rendition is not my cup of tea and there is something missing there uhm...not sure what..
Yah, I see what you are saying. But me thinks the insert is a closer match to portraying the feeling and mood of the film than the perty poster. Doesn't change the fact that it is a perty poster.
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
Yah, I see what you are saying. But me thinks the insert is a closer match to portraying the feeling and mood of the film than the perty poster. Doesn't change the fact that it is a perty poster.
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
Agree.Ah..i absolutely love this, will have this poster anytime, it always reminds me of the song...
But I would walk 500 miles And I would walk 500 more Just to be the (woman) who walked a thousand miles...to fall down your door.
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
That I was about to chaperone a stunning looking woman by limousine to a wonderful restaurant in Casablanca where we would have a superb 4-course dinner served with a bottle of Veuve Clicquot 1926 (a very good wine). Later we would slow dance alone under a dimmed spotlight on the ballroom floor into the wee small hours until it was time to leave. Rather than me take her home she would whisper: "take me to your room..." I would take her to my hotel on the Boulevard de la Corniche where nightcaps would be served on the balcony outside. We would talk very little, she happy to nestle against me keeping warm from the cool of the early morning air. And as the sun would slowly rise over the horizon to the north east she would slowly rise, walk past me draping a now removed red silk glove across my shoulder, the sweet smell of her perfume (L'Air du Temps by Nina Ricci) that would forever be etched in my memory beckoning me to follow. And I would...
Yep, that's what the poster says to me, usual stuff...
Actually, I don't see how the insert improves what the movie is about. I see a bunch of floating heads wearing various uniforms with Bogie in his typical trenchcoat and gun. About the only added info is that this is a Bogart movie.
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
That I was about to chaperone a stunning looking woman by limousine to a wonderful restaurant in Casablanca where we would have a superb 4-course dinner served with a bottle of Veuve Clicquot 1926 (a very good wine). Later we would slow dance alone under a dimmed spotlight on the ballroom floor into the wee small hours until it was time to leave. Rather than me take her home she would whisper: "take me to your room..." I would take her to my hotel on the Boulevard de la Corniche where nightcaps would be served on the balcony outside. We would talk very little, she happy to nestle against me keeping warm from the cool of the early morning air. And as the sun would slowly rise over the horizon to the north east she would slowly rise, walk past me draping a now removed red silk glove across my shoulder, the sweet smell of her perfume (L'Air du Temps by Nina Ricci) that would forever be etched in my memory beckoning me to follow. And I would...
Yep, that's what the poster says to me, usual stuff...
Actually, I don't see how the insert improves what the movie is about. I see a bunch of floating heads wearing various uniforms with Bogie in his typical trenchcoat and gun. About the only added info is that this is a Bogart movie.
I see the looks on the faces representing the characters oft he film. Their in dark/reddish which seems to give it an ominous feeling...at least that's what I was feeling a few moments ago...
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
That I was about to chaperone a stunning looking woman by limousine to a wonderful restaurant in Casablanca where we would have a superb 4-course dinner served with a bottle of Veuve Clicquot 1926 (a very good wine). Later we would slow dance alone under a dimmed spotlight on the ballroom floor into the wee small hours until it was time to leave. Rather than me take her home she would whisper: "take me to your room..." I would take her to my hotel on the Boulevard de la Corniche where nightcaps would be served on the balcony outside. We would talk very little, she happy to nestle against me keeping warm from the cool of the early morning air. And as the sun would slowly rise over the horizon to the north east she would slowly rise, walk past me draping a now removed red silk glove across my shoulder, the sweet smell of her perfume (L'Air du Temps by Nina Ricci) that would forever be etched in my memory beckoning me to follow. And I would...
Yep, that's what the poster says to me, usual stuff...
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
That I was about to chaperone a stunning looking woman by limousine to a wonderful restaurant in Casablanca where we would have a superb 4-course dinner served with a bottle of Veuve Clicquot 1926 (a very good wine). Later we would slow dance alone under a dimmed spotlight on the ballroom floor into the wee small hours until it was time to leave. Rather than me take her home she would whisper: "take me to your room..." I would take her to my hotel on the Boulevard de la Corniche where nightcaps would be served on the balcony outside. We would talk very little, she happy to nestle against me keeping warm from the cool of the early morning air. And as the sun would slowly rise over the horizon to the north east she would slowly rise, walk past me draping a now removed red silk glove across my shoulder, the sweet smell of her perfume (L'Air du Temps by Nina Ricci) that would forever be etched in my memory beckoning me to follow. And I would...
Yep, that's what the poster says to me, usual stuff...
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face on lower left one says, "bad ass"!...if need be...
Yah, I see what you are saying. But me thinks the insert is a closer match to portraying the feeling and mood of the film than the perty poster. Doesn't change the fact that it is a perty poster.
Put it this way, if you didn't know what the film was about or hadn't seen it, what would the pretty paper make you think it was about?
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the (woman) who walked a thousand miles...to fall down your door.
Yep, that's what the poster says to me, usual stuff...
Well written like a mills and boon novel
I see the looks on the faces representing the characters oft he film. Their in dark/reddish which seems to give it an ominous feeling...at least that's what I was feeling a few moments ago...
Hahahahahaha....:)
https://movieposters.ha.com/itm/casablanca-warner-brothers-1942-australian-daybill-135-x-30-/p/7156-23002.s?ic4=GalleryView-ShortDescription-071515
What is this???