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  Review by Chip ★★★★★ 4

  This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

  A friend of mine once said, "All movies end one of three ways. Somebody gets married. Somebody dies. Or mimes playing tennis."

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  Review by Craig Duffy ★★★★★ 13

  This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

  By the middle of the 1960s it was undeniable that the baby-boomers were on the rise and the World War II generation was on the decline. While many in the older generation responded to this phenomenon with fear and aggression, others found it fascinating. Having already completed a trilogy of films (L'avventura, La Notte and L'eclisse) in effort to understand his own generation's ennui, 54 year-old Italian filmmaker Michelangelo Antonioni decided it was now time to see what gave the younger generation angst. The resultant film Blow-Up, is a beautiful synthesis of plot and theme. The character of Thomas has a hole inside himself which he desperately wants to fill. He tries with women, he tries with antiques, he tries…

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  Review by RetroHound ★½ 52

  What a waste of a great idea. If you decide to watch this, you can skip the first half-hour as all that happens is he's a photographer and something of a jerk. Finally, half-hour in he takes the photos that play in the plot. Then a bunch of nothing happens, then finally he develops the film and it's a great scene as he figures out just what he took pictures of. At 1 hour 34 minutes, we get to see The Yardbirds with Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck. 1/2 star for the "blow-up" scene, and one star for The Yardbirds.

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  Review by Robin 2

  he was like 📷
  and then he was like 🔍

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  Review by nick wibert ★★½ 9

  I guess I am not a cinephile

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  Review by cal 🥪 ½ 3

  do male photographers deserve rights? be honest

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  Review by Christina ★★½ 9

  release the chokehold this has on cinephiles immediately

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  Review by SupremeLemon (지존레몬) ★ 12

  Wow. Amazing. Dude, I clapped when the photographer took photos. My mind was blowing up when the mimes from the beginning of the film showed up again and started playing fake tennis. Cinema was literally invented for slow-burning, atmospheric filmès about the hubris and delusions of a narcissistic artist who tries to stick his dick into any semblance of a woman. Blow-Up making my eyes close and fall asleep out of boredom was not the kind of "Antonioni-level darkness" I expected.

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  Review by CinemaJoe ★★★★ 2

  Our incessant need for purpose pitted against our incessant need for gratification. Like a thriller with no resolution— if the pursuit makes us happy, does the end result truly matter?

  The mime is happy playing an invisible game of tennis. Let us be mimes.

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  Review by Josh Lewis ★★★★

  The existential terror of death lurking just within the periphery of superficial ennui.

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  Review by SilentDawn ★★★★½ 3

  86/100

  Snap snap, goes the camera. Seduction and arousal lead to a climax. A photographer collapses on the couch after the session.
  Cinema of sex.

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  Review by PTAbro ★★★★½ 11

  This is why you always triple-check your itinerary when planning a long trip. I was looking forward to Blow-Up, not only as my first Antonioni, but as my film from Italy for Berken's challenge. Well, needless to say, I think it's stretching my already-loose rules a bit too far to consider an English-language film set in London as my film from Italy, so consider this a temporary stopover, along with a mistake I'd happily make again.

  I'll admit I went into Blow-Up with a vague sense of apprehension, planning on being inundated with mod shenanigans and trippy dance sequences, but was thankfully presented with a thrilling murder mystery instead. David Hemmings is magnificent here as a somewhat-sleazy photographer who accidentally…