Fight Club
Rule number one about Fight Club - You do not talk about Fight Club. Rule
number two about Fight Club - YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB. Well, I am
going to talk about Fight Club...
I had my misgivings about seeing this movie. In fact, the first time I saw
it was on video. But after recommendations from a few reliable sources, I
decided to give it a try. I'm so glad I did. Director David Fincher
has been at this profession for awhile - he gave us Se7en and Alien3, among
others. Needless to say, I had pretty high hopes for this movie based on
Fincher's previous work. He did not disappoint.
Edward Norton (American History X) plays Jack, a man who is living the good
life, or so he thinks. Traveling, making money, catalog shopping to
furnish his posh apartment with IKEA and Pier 1 Imports; he's done it, right?
He is at that level to which we all should aspire. It's the American way!
And then he meets Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt - Meet Joe Black) and all his
images of what his life should be are shattered. Tyler introduces Jack to
a world unlike one he's ever known, where status and money don't measure
anything except how unhappy you are. As Tyler says, "The things you
own, end up owning you." And in the words of Beavis and Butthead, the
fighting is pretty cool too.
Other notables in this movie are Helena Bonham Carter (Mary Shelley's
Frankenstein), taking a surprising veer away from the proper roles she normally
chooses, and Meatloaf, who adds much needed comic relief as a man who is
suffering from, as Jack calls them, man-breasts. This oddity, coupled with
a twist at the end worthy of The Sixth Sense status, makes this movie well worth
your money and time. See it and you will know what I mean.
Rating - * * * *