A Detailed Philosophical Interpretation of Michelangelo Antonioni's Magnification

Kathryne 2022-03-23 09:02:10

(Original) This article was originally written on December 15, 2008. It was sent out today to help everyone understand
the main theme of the film. I think it is mainly in two aspects:
(1) The question of meaning, this film inherits modern Western philosophy The critical theory of metaphysical ontology believes that meaning (essence) is an external addition, and we don't know anything. The whole film shows a strong "existence before essence" and agnostic color. The play tennis game also symbolizes the unreliability of knowledge. The truth is determined a priori by people's inherent logical structure, and does not necessarily exist.

(2) Criticism of patriarchy and artists, the film's The photographer (director) is above the model (actor), they have the right to control these "livestock" (West End Kirk famous), they can ask them to go to bed, and they will be abandoned after the shooting. Introspection, in the film deliberately emphasized the director's angle of shot. The photographer in the film is an artist, he traveled between the slums and took shocking photos. So the audience knows he is rich. He needs to use these pictures to make a name for himself.

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Extended Reading
  • Jane 2022-03-28 09:01:04

    What is real? There are few concise answers in modern films, whether this cognitive uncertainty is brought about by modern media, (the photos are constantly enlarged so that the creators themselves are lost), or is it an insinuation of modern society. In the end, Thomas no longer pursues the boundaries of reality and a recognized reality, and goes with the hippies who play tennis that don't exist to pick up a ball that doesn't exist.

  • Eliezer 2022-03-21 09:02:11

    Hmm, is it good if I don't understand?

Blow-Up quotes

  • Verushka: [long-legged model awaits] Here I am.

    Thomas: Ready?

    Verushka: [foreign accent] I've been ready for nearly an hour.

    Thomas: Good.

    Verushka: I'm catching a plane for Paris at eleven, so I can't...

    Thomas: Can't what?

    Verushka: It doesn't matter.

    Thomas: [regards her over ostrich feathers] Who the hell were you with last night?

    [she smirks and moves on]

  • Patricia: I wonder why they shot him.

    Thomas: I didn't ask.