Blow Up (1966)
Facts
| Directed by | Michelangelo Antonioni |
| Cast | Vanessa Redgrave, Sarah Miles, David Hemmings, John Castle (II), Jane Birkin and Peter Bowles |
| Theatrical Release | December 18, 1966 |
| DVD Release | February 17, 2004 |
| Running Time | 111 minutes |
| MPAA Rating | Unrated |
| UPC Code | 012569513525 |
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User Reviews
Average user review:| Stylish Antonioni |
Now I'm seeing it again and, of course, the stuff that made it so cool back then--sex, drugs and rock and roll--are funny and quaint. But the film is still so good. I still don't worry my head about what it means--like a Matisse--I personally just enjoy it. I take it in and it feels good and it affects me. Later, I may have some insight about its meaning. It is so good that it has to have something besides surface beauty.
Antonioni had his finger on the happening scene at the time. It was a time of huge cultural change and one can read lots of books about what that meant. He just went there and shot this. It's a snap shot, maybe, of a moment in time--a very nice snap shot. People can look at it, at their leisure, maybe and figure out what it means to them.
I think A. is an artist who escapes being overly arty. Yes, the mimes were annoying but that's because we've seen them copied over and over since then--at the time they were fresh and had some sort of meaning--oops--there's that word again--meaning.
I didn't like it as much as the 3 Italian black and whites but I think I liked it better than Zabriskie Point. Maybe he knew his own culture best.
I do remember that, after this film hit, you couldn't walk around New York without some young guy photographing you. I remember falling asleep on the grass in Central Park, only to wake up, finding a guy's lens right about six inches from my face. The David Hemmings character who was supposed to be shallow bred a whole generation of wannabe sexy guy photographers. May 26, 2008
| Don't conform into thinking that this horrible film is brilliant |
What's obvious is that the initial intention was to make a movie set in 'Swinging London' with the main character being a trendy fashion photographer. Plot and details weren't important for success $$$$. Subsequently, the masses have tried to project deep meaning onto this commercial film, which is as ridiculous as trying to find meaningful love in a horror or comedy. Honestly, the meaning is that there is no meaning; it's like a very long and pointless commercial or advertisement on TV. It's not about the product (what should be a good film with a plot), it's about the image.
I want my 2 hours back.... May 3, 2008
| Stunning piece of film-making let down by some dated elements |
David Hemmings is excellent in the lead role of a detached, selfish, impulsive photographer in swinging sixties London - although his character is unappealing to say the least. Unfortunately the film has some dated elements including blatant misogynism, which drag it down one star. February 14, 2008
| Utterly pointless and dull |
The director spends the first 25 minutes showing us an obnoxious, loathsome photographer and the women he treats like objects while working with them. Then he finally gets around to taking the pictures in the park that will figure into the plot later.
Eventually, there is a scene in a little building where a rock band is playing and the audience members sit there like they're at a funeral, while the guitarist rips off Pete Townshend by smashing his guitar. Why the photographer went into this stupid concert in the first place is beyond me.
For that matter, why did he visit the antiques shop? Why are there so many shots of him walking and driving? All they do is take up screen time that could have been devoted to better pacing and an actual plot.
He finds a body, tells some useless friend of his about it, goes back to look for it, and surprise! It's gone. Well, did he think it was just going to stay there out in the open for weeks on end?
The ending is equally irritating, with the photographer watching some stupid bunch of performers/mimes pretending to play tennis.
And again I ask, what was the point of all this?
February 14, 2008
| Yea I "get it", but it's still a bore,.... |
This movie was considered shocking & ground breaking 40 years ago and for a movie buff that reason alone makes it worth seeing, but don't come to it expecting more than a walk-thru of 60's culture and pop psychology.
January 7, 2008





