Nothing gets resolved in this film and it's weirdly intriguing how well it works. There's a espionage thriller happening somewhere else but instead we're following a day in the life of an photographer who just so happened to cross paths. There's great photos being taken as well that takes a different spin of cinematography in a still image. Do the girls come back, is the proper blade the answer? We'll never know!
Trump's review, 12/08/2018....so I watched this artsy-fartsy film about a hugely misunderstood "womanizing" photographer who (maybe) accidentally records a murder...did he witness it? I can't say for sure...all I know is I waited an hour and a half, and NOTHING blew up! VERY boring!
Hmm... I don't know how to describe this movie properly. Maybe, just maybe, BLOW-UP is a kind of movie that will make a few audiences feel disappointed. Often classified as mystery or thriller genre, BLOW-UP doesn't really offer a satisfying conclusion. This movie still left some mysteries unsolved. Director Michelangelo Antonioni just showed us the process and the questions. But he just didn't give the answers...
It's labeled as a thriller, but is the furthest thing from thrilling. Waaaaaay too much fluff. The action time of the plot totals maybe 10-15 minutes, the rest is heavily centered around how big of an asshole Hemming's character is. The only thing I can say for it is London seen through Antonioni's romantic, Italian eye- a far cry from the drab, gloomy portrait so often painted by British directors of that time.
I do love this film. And it is deserved of five stars. But as someone who lives in London, I prefer seeing the stripped back exoticism of places like Milan, Sicily or Barcelona from the maestro's other work. And therefore it holds less of a place in my heart. What does that say about me?