That Blow-Up

FROM THE SWAGGERING LEAD PHOTOGRAPHER to his mod-era models, large and lofty studio in a bleak Brit neighborhood, jazzy brassy long play sounds, kooky pantomimes, a serpentine Veruschka in an orgasmic photo shoot, a young Vanessa Redgrave standing taller than the Big Ben and an even younger Jane Birkin to which the famed bag is named after, this movie is so ultra-stylish that I don't even want to bother thinking about what it means.

Michaelangelo Antonioni's Blow-Up follows fashion photographer Thomas' nonchalant stroll through his worldly life, quite indifferently, until he accidentally steals a series of snapshots that would reveal a possible murder.

The photographic revelation takes Thomas from boredom to reawakened passion but in the end, the turn of events leave him just as isolated as he had been at the start.

Does fame and career success necessarily come hand-in-hand with loneliness?

Blow-Up, 1966. Directed by Michaelangelo Antonioni.