Your mind makes up what you think happens in this movie, it's a very interesting concept of a murder mystery.

Again Antonioni captures the detachment and boredom that seems to characterize modern society. Through the character of the photographer, he shows us a man removed from life, distant in his interactions with others, captivated and engaged only in those brief moments when the light is just right or a spark flies in a modeling session. The murder plot works well as a foil to illustrate his apathy about life, and while he might seem shaken for a moment, apathy eventually envelops him once more.

A landmark of a camerawork. Quietly paranoid and sterilized, a triumph for the eyes and the ears.

Blowup is a masterpiece about ennui from the master of ennui himself, Michelangelo Antonioni. I always feel great burden when writing reviews because I am afraid I will spoil everything for everyone, so let me just justify why you should see the film: simply because it is brilliant, possessing much depth and wrapped beneath layers of ideas, and it does comment a lot on images, that as a person living in a contemporary society (who watches movies extensively, may I add), you should enjoy.

I started to roll my eyes at the constant excursions into the hipster culture of the 60s (Hey look! The Yardbirds!), until I realized that was the point. It takes a murder to inspire anything resembling emotion or a moral compass from a protagonist almost too deeply embedded in that lifestyle to care about much of anything. The photo-developing scene is masterful.

Good enough to look at but it made me sleep.

Modernity.

Honestly, what I remember most about this movie - it's the first movie I saw with full frontal nudity and it's a good movie.

Refuses to stay with the narrative conflict and wanders more than I expected, but in hindsight this is for the better, and allows an ending that doesn't follow the typical cliches of these kinds of stories. The cinematography is amazing, which is fully expected for a film that centers on photography.

I like it a lot -- more than I expected beforehand. I thought the "what is real?" angle worked very well. I was expecting there to be more time devoted to the murder plot, but in the end that wasn't really the most important part. It's also interesting to note the similarities between this and The Conversation, especially in how they both deal with the subjectivity of perception.

A visual and cerebral masterpiece. Simple to understand but complicated and fascinating to truly appreciate this work of art.

snoooooozers, all posture zero purpose

It's interesting to compare this to Antonioni's Italian-language Monica Vitti movies. L'avventura and L'Eclisse are richer and more warm-blooded, but Blowup is a bit easier to stomach and Antonioni's singular sense of consequentiality is here, and some awesome scenes (especially the ending). Anyway, the synposes completely misrepresent this movie, drawing one's attention to its most superficial elements. You can't really summarize Blowup because its impact comes from its littlest features.

This film is pretty boring, and if it's supposed to be some artistic comment on the role of the viewer, then Godard does that in a much more interesting way. It is filmed quite nicely though.