Has anyone else noticed that Victor Laszlo totally does not care about his wife obviously still being in love with some other dude that she met in Paris when she thought he was dead? Like, I know he has other things on his mind, but he is just not the slightest bit fazed by any of this business. He's like, "Honey, do you want to tell me anything?" And Ilsa's like, "I have NO IDEA what you're talking about." And he's like, "Okay, whatevs." (Nor does he appear to give a crap at the airport. Rick is like blah blah blah me and your old lady were havin' a lot of angst over here and I Let Her Pretend, and Victor is like, cool, thanks for telling me, I totally don't care.)
kumquatweekend, you're my go-to girl for classic movie ponderation. Thoughts? :)