Fight Club Reviews

Perhaps a little too long, but Fight Club is just a very well-made, brilliantly written and superlatively performed film. Essentially a satirical fable, it tells of an insomniac loser teaming up with a seditious soap salesman to form a no-holds-barred-fight club as an outlet for their direction-less aggression. This concept is an intriguing and original one, and works really well. Then there is the script, it is absolutely superb, with dialogue that will make you both laugh and think. Fight Club is very well made, with elaborate production design, great editing and startling images. David Fincher's direction is brilliantly handled and the performances of Edward Norton and Brad Pitt are superb. Overall, just a great film, a mesmerising ride through the 1990s male psyche. 9/10 Bethany Cox

(MU) As Nolan and Arronovsky, Fincher is one of the pretentious, bombastic, american filmakers. Films and story are excessive, acting is good (Norton pretty much better than Pitt), locations come wth its wharehouse ruined style. Violence is really anoying, can't get in the chaacters...

I watched this film many years ago but found most of it quite tedious and boring, but since those years passed and my mind slightly matured, I decided to give it another chance and decide whether or not my perspective on it differed. Indeed, it was one of the confusing, mind-fuck movies I've ever seen, but that mind-fuck only came in once it was revealed the narrator was actually, Tyler Durdern. It was so confusing that, in the end I stared at a wall for close to 5 minutes coming to terms with the whole plot in itself and it's ending. What I also notice again is that there was also no dull moment in this movie and the dialogue was amazing. Never once did I feel the urge to go on my phone or read a book which most films I see, fall victim to (which forces me to re-watch it again). The actors were also amazing, my favourite was Brad Pitt's portrayal of Tyler (which is unusual for me because, when I watch a movie with him in it, his performance is not my most favourite overall).

In conclusion, Fight Club is a great movie and definitely one to check if you've seen Requiem For a Dream or American Psycho (among other cult classics), and understood its message. My opinion on this film did change after all, and I do think highly of almost everything about it. Fight Club is a film I'll put on during movie night with my friends and will watch all of it, beginning to end, with no interruptions.

7/10
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Fight Club is a brash slap in the face of consumerism and the working dead. It questions reality. It is strikingly thought provoking and visually stimulating. The direction is incredibly brilliant. Director David Fincher (Aliens, Se7en and The Game) is at his finest here warping both space and time, dropping in things here and there to make things clear. Edward Norton is excellent as Jack, the narrator of the movie. He is a nerdy insomniac who catalog shops at Ikea and has a going nowhere job. Brad Pitt is dynamic as Tyler Durden, an anarchistic man who lives in a run-down abandoned house and makes and sells soap for a living. Helen Bonham Carter is also great as Marla Singer, the manic-depressive chain-smoking woman in both their lives. Her role is critical and she plays it well.
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Before the Joker told you that we live in a society, Brad Pitt was already doing thqt in this mediocre, handfisted and stupid film. Like, if even Boots Riley can make a better movie than you, than yoj are doing something wrong.

Honestamente siento que es uno de los trabajos más sobrevalorados en toda la historia del cine, ya que si bien me parece que las actuaciones y la fotografía son bastante buenos tengo un problema con el guión. Mi problema es el hecho de que el guión depende en demasía de un plot twist que prácticamente no se relaciona de ninguna manera con el resto de la trama y espera que la gente alabe su falta de consistencia, tanto es así que se vende como una cinta de acción y sin avisar se convierte en un Thriller. A pesar de eso no puedo negar que es un largometraje entretenido y se ven bien justificados los costos de producción, solo no siento que sea justo darle tanto crédito.

after all those years i've finally watched this crazy movie entirely but i'm still wondering why it's so popular.
Technically and artistically it's a well done plus the directing of David Fincher is great and the casting is interesting.
Edward Norton as the narrator in the leading role is impressive, Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden and Helena Bonham Carter as Marla Singer the nymphomaniac are quite interesting.
if you're not a leader in life and you had some problems during your life to find your way to accept yourself as a autonomous individual you may like tremendously this movie but for a ex-streetfighter like me who always had a lot of selfesteem for myself and fought over 100 streetfights during is teenage years and young adult years this movie is quite boring.
if you want the perfect recipe to become a looser, a "no brain" toy, a terrorist, a sex toy for some prisoners in jail and you want to die young... follow the recipe.(lol)
it's not a bad movie because it shows how bad some individuals can become due to their psychological weakness and their low selfesteem as a individual but overall it's far from reality.
My Rating : 4.0=Good - My Pleasure Meter : 2.0/5.0 Stars

Rarely has a film been so keyed into its time - in ways that, commercially, will be both advantageous and damaging - as "Fight Club." On one hand, the feature is the perfect reflection of the millennium malaise that pits pervasive nihilism against an urgent need for something to grasp onto; on the other, it caps off a period in which the media and Washington have never been so assiduous in pointing the finger at Hollywood over the impact of screen violence on society and on youth in particular. But despite certain hostility from some sectors, especially in the U.S., this bold, inventive, sustained adrenaline rush of a movie about a guru who advocates brutality and mayhem should excite and exhilarate young audiences everywhere in significant numbers.

Of the two current films in which buttoned-down businessmen rebel against middle-class notions of masculinity, David Fincher's savage ''Fight Club'' is by far the more visionary and disturbing. Where ''American Beauty'' hinges on the subversive allure of a rose-covered blond cheerleader, Mr. Fincher has something a good deal tougher in mind. The director of ''Seven'' and ''The Game'' for the first time finds subject matter audacious enough to suit his lightning-fast visual sophistication, and puts that style to stunningly effective use. Lurid sensationalism and computer gamesmanship left this filmmaker's earlier work looking hollow and manipulative. But the sardonic, testosterone-fueled science fiction of ''Fight Club'' touches a raw nerve.

In a film as strange and single-mindedly conceived as ''Eyes Wide Shut,'' Mr. Fincher's angry, diffidently witty ideas about contemporary manhood unfold. As based on a novel by Chuck Palahniuk (and deftly written by Jim Uhls), it builds a huge, phantasmagorical structure around the search for lost masculine authority, and attempts to psychoanalyze an entire society in the process. Complete with an even bigger narrative whammy than the one that ends ''The Sixth Sense,'' this film twists and turns in ways that only add up fully on the way out of the theater and might just require another viewing. Mr. Fincher uses his huge arsenal of tricks to bury little hints at what this story is really about.

''Fight Club'' has two central figures, the milquetoast narrator played by Edward Norton and his charismatic, raging crony played by Brad Pitt. The narrator has been driven to the edge of his sanity by a dull white-collar job, an empty fondness for material things (''I'd flip through catalogues and wonder what kind of dining set defined me as a person'') and the utter absence of anything to make him feel alive. Tormented by insomnia, he finds his only relief in going to meetings of 12-step support groups, where he can at least cry. The film hurtles along so smoothly that its meaningfully bizarre touches, like Meat Loaf Aday as a testicular cancer patient with very large breasts, aren't jarring at all.

The narrator finds a fellow 12-step addict in Marla, played with witchy sensuality by Helena Bonham Carter and described by the script as ''the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it -- but you can't.'' As that suggests, Marla's grunge recklessness makes a big impression on the film's narrator, and can mostly be blamed for setting the story in motion. Soon after meeting her he is on an airplane, craving any sensation but antiseptic boredom, and he meets Mr. Pitt's Tyler Durden in the next seat. Surveying the bourgeois wimp he nicknames Ikea Boy, Tyler asks all the hard questions. Like: ''Why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is?''

Mr. Norton, drawn into Tyler's spell, soon forsakes his tidy ways and moves into the abandoned wreck that is ground central for Tyler. Then Tyler teaches his new roommate to fight in a nearby parking lot. The tacitly homoerotic bouts between these two men become addictive (as does sex with Marla), and their fight group expands into a secret society, all of which the film presents with the curious matter-of-factness of a dream. Somehow nobody gets hurt badly, but the fights leave frustrated, otherwise emasculated men with secret badges of not-quite-honor.

''Fight Club'' watches this form of escapism morph into something much more dangerous. Tyler somehow builds a bridge from the anti-materialist rhetoric of the 1960's (''It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything'') into the kind of paramilitary dream project that Ayn Rand might have admired. The group's rigorous training and subversive agenda are as deeply disturbing to Mr. Norton's mild-mannered character as Tyler's original wild streak was thrilling. But even when acts of terrorism are in the offing, he can't seem to tear himself away.

Like Kevin Smith's ''Dogma,'' ''Fight Club'' sounds offensive from afar. If watched sufficiently mindlessly, it might be mistaken for a dangerous endorsement of totalitarian tactics and super-violent nihilism in an all-out assault on society. But this is a much less gruesome film than ''Seven'' and a notably more serious one. It means to explore the lure of violence in an even more dangerously regimented, dehumanized culture. That's a hard thing to illustrate this powerfully without, so to speak, stepping on a few toes.

In an expertly shot and edited film spiked with clever computer-generated surprises, Mr. Fincher also benefits, of course, from marquee appeal. The teamwork of Mr. Norton and Mr. Pitt is as provocative and complex as it's meant to be. Mr. Norton, an ingenious actor, is once again trickier than he looks. Mr. Pitt struts through the film with rekindled brio and a visceral sense of purpose. He's right at home in a movie that warns against worshiping false idols.
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