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I finally finished the 1966 film “Blow-Up” by Michelangelo Antonioni. In the film a fashion photographer seems to catch a murder on film when photographing two lovers in the park. For the most part I thought the movie was too slow and anticlimactic. Thinking about the point of the film, though, I was left with two feelings. One of emptiness and one of confusion.

Throughout the story, I felt that the photographer was attached to finding out the truth behind this murder. Yet, as the film ends, he is left without any clue or any lead as to what happened. He is forced to give up, and wanders away unsettled. It is this feeling of loss that I can relate to. There is a point when one must realize something is not going to happen. And that point tends to leave me feeling empty and purposeless; lost because I am suddenly directionless.

The second…

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