Blow Out (4K UHD)

Director: Brian De Palma
Screenplay: Brian De Palma
Stars: John Travolta (Jack Terry), Nancy Allen (Sally), John Lithgow (Burke), Dennis Franz (Manny Karp), Peter Boyden (Sam), Curt May (Donahue), John Aquino (Detective Mackey), John McMartin (Lawrence Henry), Deborah Everton (Hooker), J. Patrick McNamara (Detective at Hospital)
MPAA Rating: R
Year of Release: 1981
Country: U.S.
Blow Out Criterion Collection 4K UHD + Blu-ray
Blow Out

Brian De Palma’s engrossing political thriller Blow Out capped off the auteur’s most consistently fertile artistic period, which arguably started with his first full dive into Hitchcockian horror with Sisters (1973). Between those two films, he made the campy rock musical Phantom of the Paradise (1974); the Vertigo-esque Obsession (1976) from a script by Taxi Driver’s Paul Schrader; the superior Stephen King adaptation Carrie (1976), which still ranks as one of the most honest and horrifying portraits of adolescent angst ever committed to film; the taut supernatural thriller The Fury (1978); the Godardian farce Home Movies (1980), which is often passed off as a failure, but can’t be fully dismissed; and, of course, the controversial Dressed to Kill (1980), his stylishly brilliant send-up of suspense and horror conventions that is also extremely suspenseful and often vary scary.

The key to Dressed to Kill was its comedic subtext—essentially the manner in which De Palma played with the inherent outlandishness of it all (there is reason that New Yorker critic Pauline Kael, one of De Palma’s most fervent admirers, referred to so many of his films as comedies). With Dressed to Kill, he perfected the art of the ironic thriller, so the only thing left to do was make one that was absolutely straight, which is what he does with Blow Out. Moreso than any of his previous films, Blow Out is a serious investigation of political morality and individual angst in the face of overwhelmingly corrupt institutions. It didn’t play well during its initial theatrical release in the early 1980s because audiences wanted to put paranoia and corruption in their rearview mirror and instead look forward to the dawning of Ronald Reagan’s “Morning in America.” With its obvious debts to both Michelangelo Antonioni’s existential whodunit Blow-Up (1966) and Francis Ford Coppola’s slow-burn surveillance thriller The Conversation (1974), Blow Out came too late for its own good, but its temporal dissociation from America’s most intense period of self-scrutiny and self-loathing in no way detracts from its power. If anything, unmoored from the specifics of that era, it plays even better, now working as an all-encompassing riff on the impossibility of tackling deep-seated corruption.

John Travolta, who at the time was at the height of his post-Saturday Night Fever and Grease stardom, plays Jack Terry, a sound mixer for a low-budget exploitation outfit working from the second floor of a seedy building in downtown Philadelphia. As played by Travolta, Terry is affable and engaging; not a trashy soul, but rather one who hasn’t quite found his purpose in life. He is, in every sense, a man in need of a mission, which he gets when he witnesses the titular blowout on a bridge while recording sounds for a tawdry slasher movie. The car whose tire blows out careens into the river, and Terry is able to jump in and save a young woman named Sally (Nancy Allen). The man in the car, who just so happens to be a major Presidential candidate, drowns, and Terry quickly finds himself in the midst of a massive political cover-up that requires him to “forget” the girl was ever in the car. The real problem, though, is that Terry is sure he heard two bangs, the first one being a gunshot. Thus, he is convinced that the Presidential candidate didn’t die by accident, but rather by assassination.

In his own clever way, De Palma merges the visual obsession with “truth” in Antonioni’s film with Coppola’s emphasis on technological dexterity. David Hemmings’s morally vacant Thomas in Blow-Up finds nothing but distortion and abstraction the more he looks into a photograph in which he believe he inadvertently captured a murder, while Gene Hackman’s fearful Harry Caul in The Conversation is able to manipulate his audio equipment with such precision that he can draw out exact words, but tragically reaches the wrong conclusion about their significance. The most engaging sequence in Blow Out plays on these ideas as Terry cuts together individual still images of the car crash that were taken by a sleazy con artist (Dennis Franz) and then synchs the images to his soundtrack, essentially “proving” that the gunshot took place. The problem is that no one wants to believe him, and both he and Sally are targeted by a professional hitman (John Lithgow) who is knocking off other curly-haired women so his killing of Sally will look like only one in a string of serial murders.

Working again with composer Pino Donaggio (who had previously scored Carrie, Home Movies, and Dressed to Kill), albeit this time in a much lower register, De Palma keeps the tension in Blow Out consistently amped, which reminds us that all the harping about his being a “Hitchcock hack” is fundamentally irrelevant when the work is this good. Travolta’s performance is one of his finest; engaging and unshowy, he makes Terry into a remarkably fluid everyman whose desperation becomes ours (De Palma fills in the gaps with his roving camera and multi-focus wide shots, which overwhelm us with visual information and draw us into Terry’s emotion, as when the camera swirls and swirls around a room as he discovers that all of his tapes have been mysteriously erased). Travolta’s star persona couldn’t be ignored, especially at the time, which is what makes De Palma’s ending so tragically perverse. As a product of a paranoid mindset that can’t imagine individual triumph against a deck stacked so high, Blow Out is an ideological downer, but De Palma orchestrates it with such verve and such raw emotion that he literally boils our blood. The final moments of Blow Out are among the most shocking and powerful of De Palma’s oeuvre, tacking a final note of brutal irony into a story that is, in every other way, a straightforward denunciation of power run amok.

Blow Out Criterion Colelction 4K UHD + Blu-ray

Aspect Ratio2.40:1
  • English DTS-HD Master Audio 2.0 surround
  • SubtitlesEnglish
  • Video interview with writer/director Brian De Palma conducted by filmmaker Noah Baumbach
  • Video interview with star Nancy Allen
  • De Palma’s 1967 feature Murder à la Mod
  • Video interview with cameraman Garrett Brown
  • On-set photos by photographer Louis Goldman
  • Original theatrical trailer
  • Insert booklet featuring an essay by critic Michael Sragow and Pauline Kael’s original New Yorker review
  • DistributorThe Criterion Collection
    Release DateSeptember 6, 2022

    Although all the packaging is the same, which would lead one to assume that the transfer on Criterion’s new 4K UHD edition of Blow Out is the same as their 2011 Blu-ray, that is not the case, and the transfer here is billed as a new 4K restoration from the original 35mm camera negative (this is the same source for the earlier Blu-ray, but at that time the scan was done in 2K, meaning they went back and did a new 4K scan). The liner notes indicate that the restoration was “based on the 2011 2K restoration, which was supervised and approved by director Brian De Palma,” which I assume means that any corrective work that was done to the new 4K scan was made to match what was done 12 years ago. The ’Scope frame, which De Palma uses to house both multiple split screen and tons of split-diopter shots that produce a sense of extreme deep focus, is beautifully rendered with sharp detail and a real sense of depth that maintains a filmlike vibe with just the right presence of grain. The film’s darker images, of which there are many, hold up very well with great shadow detail and inky blacks. Colors are strong and well saturated. The lossless DTS-HD Master Audio soundtrack, transferred at 24-bit from a 35mm magnetic track and digitally restored, gives us a well-tuned presentation of the original stereo soundtrack. Simply put, I can’t imagine the film looking or sounding better. As for the supplements, everything that was on the 2011 Blu-ray shows up here with no additions. There is a then-new hour-long video interview with De Palma conducted by filmmaker Noah Baumbach. Clearly a fan who knows the film well, Baumbach throws out some good questions and gets De Palma talking about all manner of issues, from his visual style, to his anti-establishment politics, to his thoughts on Hitchcock and other filmmakers. And, while Travolta is nowhere to be found on the disc, Criterion wrangled a substantial video interview with star Nancy Allen (who was married to De Palma at the time), who relates her experiences working on the film and her mixed feelings about the ending. There is also a 15-minute video interview with Steadicam inventor Garrett Brown, who shot the opening faux horror movie sequence and delights in talking about his work on the film (when the 2011 Blu-ray came out, I had recently seen Brown do a presentation at Baylor University, and he is just as dynamic and unpredictable in person as he is here). There is also a collection of on-set photos by photographer Louis Goldman and the original theatrical trailer, although probably the coolest supplement on the disc is De Palma’s rarely seen 1967 feature Murder à la Mod, which predates his better known early underground films Greetings (1968) and Hi, Mom! (1970) and presages many of his obsessive thematics (it had been previously made available on DVD via Something Weird Video, but I can only imagine that Criterion’s transfer is far superior). In addition to an essay by critic Michael Sragow and a reprint of Pauline Kael’s characteristically fawning New Yorker review, the insert booklet dedicates several pages to reproducing all of the images of the car crash from the prop magazine in the movie and the posters that appear in the background of the fictional production company for which Terry works (although it should be noted that the films, with such delightful titles as Squirm, Fantasex and Lure of the Triangle, are real).

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