Fight Club (1999) is the lovechild of cinema. It’s thrilling, mind-boggling, and really just a big headache that you cant shake off. It makes you suddenly question yourself into an identity crisis and ultimately confusing the rest of your life. But nevermind that, let’s all just agree that Fight Club is definitely the scandalous member of the cinematic family, breaking the rules of reality itself. If you haven’t heard of Fight Club, it’s probably because everyone’s just going by the rules.
But I’ll go ahead and break them for you.
It’s based off a novel by Chuck Palahniuk made reality by director cum genius David Fincher, starring America’s heartthrob Brad Pitt, the ever-so-versatile Edward Norton, and arthouse favorite Helena Bonham Carter. So we follow the tragic life of The Narrator played by Edward Norton, who is suspiciously nameless in the movie (until more truth is revealed towards the end, of course) who looks up to someone who looks like a washed-up rock star, Tyler Durden - or as I like to call him, Tyler Burden, only because he is an A-class douchebag in this film. However, as a douchey as he is, he becomes an idol to The Narrator who is inspired to reconstruct his brand new, kickass background (literally) … and ‘unknowingly’ ruins his own life in the end. Yes, it gets pretty exciting from this point.
There’s something about someone else’s mental disorder that makes cinema so interesting, and I think it’s because films like Fight Club show us real-time perspective from the eyes and lives of the victims themselves. This way, we get to feel for and understand the characters and mental disorders in general. But in this case, Fincher’s alluring twist and turns of perception is the kind of approach that could kind of make you a little crazy too.
To be frank, Fight Club is dark and some might say, quite sickly. It’s a dangerous attempt to portray man’s consumerism as a disease and how people tend to conform to a societal standard, then shake things off in mindless aggressiveness. Looking this way, I’d say it comes off quite satirical as a reflection of our self-conflicted selves who would evolve our inside and outside worlds just to fit in, despite possible results of anxiety and even more conflict. Some people watch this movie and call it dark comedy. And that kind of darkness lurks in a self-audible voice that says, “the joke’s on you”.
Fight Club really got me either to despise, get angry at or pity their characters - which is a dream come true for all filmmakers. A movie is supposed to make you feel all intense feelings during the movie and even after credits. Some questions I asked myself sounded like, “Why didn’t I see this coming?” “How didn’t I see this coming?” and all the works. At times, plot twists can be quite obvious with multiple foreshadows and sneaky hints in the movie itself. But Fight Club was filmed in ways that it catches your close attention without giving away the biggest reveal that made a huge spin to the entire movie altogether.
Now, don’t ask if I recommend this movie, it’s totally up to you and your appetite for cinema - But isn’t it obvious?