I leave the Valentine's Day activities to my lovely housemates, but here's a regular Friday kind of TOD:
Last night I watched Brian De Palma's BLOW OUT (1981) - which always seems like it should be hyphenated, like BLOW-UP (1966), but I digress. I have a like-hate relationship with the earlier so-called "Hitchcockian" thrillers of his. There's a lot to like, but their similarities and certain things he can be guaranteed to indulge in eventually get to me and I can go a long time between viewings.
I like BLOW OUT more than some of the others. The Philadelphia setting is interesting, I like the piecing together of audio/video evidence (the basic idea being borrowed from BLOW-UP), and I think Travolta is great in it. I like Nancy Allen, but isn't she kind of the same character in all of these? Maybe not, but it sometimes feels that way. John Lithgow is a surprise (nowadays) as the bad guy. So it was good to see it, and good to watch De Palma's very sixties early experimental film MURDER A LA MOD (1968) that's included on the Criterion disc.