Yet another year with yet another update.
2012 version can be found here.
2013 version can be found here.
A soundman accidentally records the evidence that proves a car "accident" was murder, and consequently finds himself in danger.
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…
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.
"The bang was before the blowout."
A movie sound man stands on a bridge, recording the sounds of the night. He then hears something - a car. The vehicle comes into view as he witnesses it crashing off the road and into the small lake below. He quickly dives into the lake and manages to rescue a female passenger from the backseat. The driver, the governor of Philadelphia and a Presidential nominee, is dead.
The sound man, named Jack (Travolta), plays back his audio recording of the car crash and hears what seems to be a gunshot right before the car takes its plunge into the lake. Jack believes that the gunshot is what caused…
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…
Everything I wanted but didn't know. From the very first frame I was hooked. The film has the look and feel of something made in the 70's and I guess it's close enough.
I loved everything about it. The music is still playing in my head. It hits all the notes one could want. Dramatic, chilling, fun and beautiful when the scene calls for it. It really sells the deeper moments between Travolta and Allen - not that the actors don't do a good enough job selling it on their own. In fact, this is probably Travolta's finest performance. I'm with the guy all the way. And Nancy Allen is so sweet and endearing in this role. Normally her type…
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…
Just about perfect thriller. Brian De Palma is the coolest.
Brian De Palma's masterpiece continues to amaze me. It's his ultimate take on his obsessions with voyeurism and filmmaking/film viewing as a voyeuristic activity. A career-best performance by John Travolta backs De Palma's virtuoso direction and twisty/sad screenplay.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Blow Out is a damn fine movie.
It begins with a false reality: a slasher film punctuated by intense noises, breathing, conversations and builds to a shower stabbing scene reminiscent of Psycho. Unlike Psycho, the movie is devoid of all meaning and this slasher film is soon revealed to be the product of a sleazy director who just picked the actress because "she has great tits." This is where we meet Jack, played by John Travolta, a sound mixer who needs to make his sounds, sound "more real" for this piece of trash film.
This idea of reality and an absolute truth keep reappearing throughout the film. This is juxtaposed with the ultimate falseness or lack of virtue of institutions…
A paragon for action movies
Und wieder mal ein "ach da kommt das her"-Film. Heute: "Sally and Jack" vom Death Proof Soundtrack.
The secret best best De Palma film. (Secretly better than Blow Up, too.)
Deserves its place in the pantheon of paranoid conspiracy thrillers.
Absolutely terrific film. Massively influential & looks fantastic on Bluray.
De Palma mais uma vez brincando de cinema, num suspense melancólico cujo final... ah, que desgraça de final triste e bem elaborado! "It's a good scream."
Film #2 in my John Lithgow double feature. Watched without my wife.
The entire Criterion collection organized by spine number.
I don't know why I did this.
Number I've Seen: 189/764 (25%)