Discontent with his white-collar job, an unnamed narrator forms a underground ‘fight club’ with Tyler Durden, a soap salesman. He subsequently becomes entangled in a dangerous relationship with Marla Singer. Based on the darkly satirical 1996 novel of the same name by Chuck Palahniuk.
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Whilst it lacks the allegorical potency of Ellis' 'American Psycho', this Palahniuk adaptation captures the jaded ennui of 'the postmodern condition' with hyper-real simulations of dysfunctional masculine identity. Fincher's depiction of Tyler Durden; the idealised alter-ego and schizophrenic actualisation of the Narrator's inferiority complex (a ripped, 'rebel without a cause' Brad Pitt), still deserves acclaim.
This is unfortunately what it is to be a man. You can hate it, you can deny it, but there it is. Spelled out in black and white. It's wrong, don't get me wrong, but it is who we are. Who we are vs who we want to be.
"Fight Club" is genetically different and visually intelligent, but I was so convinced I'd love it because so many called it "a movie that will change your perception on movies." It didn't, but it did give me one of the most eventful, intriguing, and intellectual movie experiences I've ever seen.
This is Michelle's sense of awe and admiration. Love this picture. One of very few instances where the film is so much better than the novel. Norton, Pitt and Bonham Carter perfectly cast. A brilliant package with all cylinders firing perfect. 5 stars.
An attempt at a spiky commentary on modern masculinity that works in fits and starts. Although suitably grungy in appearance, the style is too knowingly manic, striking all over the place with subliminal cutting and trick camera work and the shallow characterisation barely lifts it above the stereotypes it wishes to caricature let alone any level of catharsises. However as a simple visceral cartoon it has its moments