I went, but I doubt my choice will fuck up anyone's shit.
I picked Blow Out because, for me, it's the best (American) film of the ‘80s, so I couldn’t just let it slip away. Blow Out, I’d argue, is De Palma’s true masterpiece, his finest testament to Hitchcock. One of De Palma’s main problems is that sometimes his technical ostentation overshadows his plot and characters. Sure, the set pieces are grand, but the sum of their parts feels oddly hollow. But in Blow Out, Travolta is playing the quintessential Hitchcock protagonist, the man who knows too much against the world. This recognizable plight, in addition to De Palma’s refined camerawork, combine to form not just a textbook guide on how to shoot suspense but an entertaining, human thriller. While it’s not a pick that most people would think to make so early, it’s also quintessentially ‘80s: a genre movie at heart, it transcends its trappings due to an auteur’s deft hand (re: Raiders of the Lost Ark, The Thing, Evil Dead 2). And its thematic trappings of genre, conspiracy, and urban paranoia would echo all American films of the decade.