Blow Out
Directed by: Brian de Palma
Starring: John Travolta
This film is loosely based on Michaelangelo Antonioni's Blow Up, there it's a painter and here we have a sound recorder, who does sound design for films, who accidentally records something which turns out to be evidence for murder, which is otherwise struck off as an accident. This film has a Hitchcock vibe to it, in terms of the tone, mood and the visual appeal. Quentin Tarantino loved John Travolta in this film before casting him in Pulp Fiction, this is his favorite film. The beautiful aspect of this film is that, the artist, the sound designer actually makes a film to create evidence of the incident. He records sounds, and he finds photos of the incident published by another man and he joins them to create a video of it and syncs them to make a film. We have an artist creating art to create evidence on a crime scene. Again, this film explores and merges art and crime, my favorite genre. I wish there was a term to this.
This film has a sad ending, the evil wins but somehow in films where the mystery is held tight throughout, or if the film watching experience was so good throughout, the endings are forgivable. The best examples are, Zodiac, Memories of Murder, The House That Jack Built, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Fincher, The Wailing, all of these films have such good watching experience throughout that for me when I think of these films, I hardly remember the ending and which is why David Fincher probably does good with shows than films. In shows, what we remember is the world of the characters rather than the plot events, the endings which is how Fincher constructs his world. Similarly, here in Blow Out, in spite of the brilliant film making, raving reviews by Pauline Kael and Roger Ebert the film didn't do good at the box office, because of the unsatisfactory ending. The immediate response to a film usually comes from the reaction to the ending and what we think of the film next day after sleeping over it, is the impact the characters had on us.
Starring: John Travolta
This film is loosely based on Michaelangelo Antonioni's Blow Up, there it's a painter and here we have a sound recorder, who does sound design for films, who accidentally records something which turns out to be evidence for murder, which is otherwise struck off as an accident. This film has a Hitchcock vibe to it, in terms of the tone, mood and the visual appeal. Quentin Tarantino loved John Travolta in this film before casting him in Pulp Fiction, this is his favorite film. The beautiful aspect of this film is that, the artist, the sound designer actually makes a film to create evidence of the incident. He records sounds, and he finds photos of the incident published by another man and he joins them to create a video of it and syncs them to make a film. We have an artist creating art to create evidence on a crime scene. Again, this film explores and merges art and crime, my favorite genre. I wish there was a term to this.
This film has a sad ending, the evil wins but somehow in films where the mystery is held tight throughout, or if the film watching experience was so good throughout, the endings are forgivable. The best examples are, Zodiac, Memories of Murder, The House That Jack Built, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Fincher, The Wailing, all of these films have such good watching experience throughout that for me when I think of these films, I hardly remember the ending and which is why David Fincher probably does good with shows than films. In shows, what we remember is the world of the characters rather than the plot events, the endings which is how Fincher constructs his world. Similarly, here in Blow Out, in spite of the brilliant film making, raving reviews by Pauline Kael and Roger Ebert the film didn't do good at the box office, because of the unsatisfactory ending. The immediate response to a film usually comes from the reaction to the ending and what we think of the film next day after sleeping over it, is the impact the characters had on us.
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