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Jack Terry is a master sound recordist who works on grade-B horror movies. Late one evening, he is recording sounds for use in his movies when he hears something unexpected through his sound equipment and records it. Curiosity gets the better of him when the media become involved, and he begins to unravel the pieces of a nefarious conspiracy. As he struggles to survive against his shadowy enemies and expose the truth, he does not know whom he can trust.
The works of Brian De Palma are cinema's comfort food, and Blow Out is the tastiest of all. Plus, it has John Travolta, and an ending for the ages.
I'm lowering the rating on this from my last viewing, but not because I enjoyed in any less. On the contrary: if anything I enjoyed it more with the benefit of hindsight and the ability to focus on particular elements of the film. Rather, I'm giving it a lower rating this time around because I can see where other audiences might not love it the way I do.
There are several aspects of the film which are pulpy or cheesy or even slightly thin or superficial. In particular, Nancy Allen's ditz of a character, John Lithgow's cartoonishly evil villain, and Pino Donaggio's lavishly bombastic soundtrack all feel like something out of a trashy slasher film. But for me, that's part…
I haven't written anything about Brian De Palma and that's surprising. Ten years ago I was obsessed with his films. I studied every one with complete fascination. I had most of them memorized. I bought every book about him that I could get my hands on and took extensive notes from them, as if I were his biographer. I compiled my own De Palma scrapbook with interviews, film reviews, concept art, and storyboards. De Palma is the reason I'm not just a fan of film. He's the reason I'm consumed by them.
Blow Out is an astonishing film. It is sophisticated and focused. It's also incredibly eloquent, indicative of a director in his prime. It's a film of technical virtuosity.…
"now that's a scream"
the eternal search for truth (through images & sound) obscured by a corrupt nation, built & celebrated on top of the dead
No one wants to know about conspiracy any more!
Oh, I beg to differ...
Actually, I was never a big fan of conspiracy films. I mean I like them, but it's not a sub-genre I was ever quick to hunt down.
I was never a big Travolta fan.
I was never a big De Palma fan.
Who knew that by putting them all together would make an instant favorite? I sure as hell didn't.
First, I gotta say, I'm with Quentin Tarantino on this one...why the hell did directors never use John Travolta to his full potential after this one? I mean, shit man. He's just incredible. Every one else is great too, but Travolta completely owns this show and…
Blow Up and The Conversation as filtered through Brian De Palma is actually a pretty good formula for a film. De Palma is a talented filmmaker who knows how to insert a little fun into his tense thrillers, and while there are moments when he lets his cheezy instincts get the better of him, there are also moments where that really works--see the later scene where John Travolta drives through the Liberty Day parade at full speed, for instance.
This film is full of great shots, but the one that stuck out most is the one where the prostitute is in the subway station bathroom, and the Liberty Bell strangler walks in. It's shot from above, with the prostitute in…
I wonder if a crossover would be possible to have John Travolta's character from this movie with Gene Hackman's from "The Conversation" to uncover a greater mystery from that from their respective story.
My first stop into my De Palma exploration cum appreciation journey was this cult favorite with Travolta in the peak of his acting career, playing a captivating hero who ranged from the paranoia to the debonair to swoon Nancy Allen of her feet to the emotional upheaval in the final third of the movie.
As technology came a long way since the days of "Blow Out" and "The Conversation", it was still immense to see how the savvy technician trying to piece the puzzle together with the…
One of my favorites from DePalma
Blow Out (1981) was unexpectedly great. Nearly everything was amazing. Travolta gave one of his best performances and even outshines Lithgow (which based on what I've seen, has been a pretty good actor). By far, Travolta was the best and the entire cast did great. The writing was great and nearly every line was delivered perfect. Although there were 1 to many clunky transitions, the movie flowed well enough. I never really got bored and the pacing stayed consistently good.
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My main problems with this film lie in its story and the deliverance of its story. Number 1 is a small thing that was slightly…
Good John Travolta is better than bad John Travolta.
Warning: This title has nothing to do with Travolta's hair.
(I know. I was disappointed, too.)
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Blow Out, or That One Time John Travolta Ruined a Really Good Parade
This is why no one wants to be the sound guy
Leaving aside Brian De Palma's evident and troubling obsession with misogynist violence, this is a superbly constructed film with a devastatingly effective endings.
Viewed: 4K ULTRA HD viewing, upscaled from a 2K master.
A near career best role for Travolta and a very dark movie based on real life events.
80 favorite movies from the 80s. I've attempted to put them in order. There's a lot of movies I need…
innovative means of cinematic meditation and,
thus, freshly developed processes of perception.
inspired by Michelle Arf's 'New Ideas for Film'…