Blow-Up (1966)

Blow-Up (1966), directed by Michelangelo Antonioni.

A fashion photographer in Swinging London seems to be enjoying life. He tools around town in his sports Rolls (great moving car camera work!), is mobbed by beautiful women he treats with disdain, buys up whatever props he needs, smokes and drinks what he wants.

Strangely enough, what excites him is stalking a couple in a quiet park and voyeuristicly photographing their encounter. Wait: the woman involved wants that film back. She really wants that film.

Fascinated, he examines blow-ups of the images and discovers something startling: has he accidentally photographed a murder?

One of the most analyzed and written about films of the 1960s, this is when a major studio first ignored the production code and started featuring light nudity, sexual exuberance, dope smoking and general bohemian triumph.

My interests lie more with story than with technique or theory, so I'll make just a few notes:

Available on Blu-ray from Criterion. A have a film scholar's commentary track from an old DVD which is not very valuable, often just narrating the story. Sometimes he says "This part is mysterious" or "People disagree about this".