Fight Club

I found the fighting pretty boring in FIGHT CLUB, despite how revolutionary it supposedly was at the time. I can't speak to that, but as a fan of Fincher while also believing that he's been on an ascent as a filmmaker, I find this film to be pretty damn good, but I also find myself unable to embrace it. In the film, an unnamed narrator (the great Edward Norton) is an insomniac who goes to grief groups to get off, and compartmentalizes his life into a series of odd habits like this. One day, his apartment is blown up and he moves in with a soap salesman he met on a plane named Tyler Durden. Tyler and the narrator eventually come up with an idea for a fight club where men just get together and fight. But mainly, there's an anti-consumerism undercurrent to their fun that takes place so outside of the realm of a society based on consumerism. What I most love about FIGHT CLUB is the idea that the narrator and Tyler change the world, and that they create an alternate world based on the repressed ideas of men. Still though, there's something awry with FIGHT CLUB, and that might exist in central mystery / reveal that the film offers. I feel as if it's unnecessary, or at least, taken too seriously when it actually happens, and that it should of been handled how the rest of the film was. Isn't the world changing purely based on these men's ideas a reveal of its own? But that is handled in an almost deadpan fashion, as the supposedly major reveal should have been. Also, now that that reveal is as commonly known as the end of the SIXTH SENSE, the suspense that leads up to it is kind of anti-climactic. Still good, but compared to what Fincher does nowadays, I couldn't call this the masterpiece it wants to be.

★★★ out of Five